Angela

“[T]he problem was, some limits weren’t fences. Sometimes they were edges; with nothing on the other side.”
― MsKingBean89, All the Young Dudes

“Sorry isn't good enough. Your guilt isn't good enough. I need you to feel it too. I trusted you. I trusted you with every last secret, I offered you every piece of me. What else have I got now? I could kill you. I could bash your teeth in so you choke on them, I could wrap my hands around your throat and squeeze, I could rip you to pieces, I could, I could, I could kiss you, you fucking bastard.”
― MsKingBean89, All the Young Dudes

“I just wish you cared for yourself as much as I do. I wish you cared for anything as much as I cared for you.”
― Cat Sebastian, A Gentleman Never Keeps Score

“Dyke. I still got a thrill whenever she said it. To Dee and Gaby, Jamie and I were baby dykes. To us, according to them, they were dusty dykes, old-fashioned and just plain old. To hear them tell it, you'd think no one had ever been gay before their generation showed up. As they often reminded us, they were our foremothers in dismantling the heteropatriarchy, and so they said the word dyke as readily as they said our names, with a kind of defiant urgency. As a word I liked it so much better than lesbian - the hardness of it, the single middle-finger syllable.”
― Katie Heaney, Girl Crushed