Angele

“Girls love each other like animals. There is something ferocious and unself-conscious about it. We don't guard ourselves like we do with boys. No one trains us to shield our hearts from each other. With girls, it's total vulnerability from the beginning. Our skin is bare and soft. We love with claws and teeth and the blood is just proof of how much. It's feral.

And it's relentless.”
― Leah Raeder, Black Iris

“If I was gay, I wouldn't need an asterisk beside my name. I could stop worrying if the girl I like will bounce when she finds out I also like dick. I could have a coming-out party without people thinking I just want attention. I wouldn't have to explain that I fall in love with minds, not genders or body parts. People wouldn't say I'm 'just a slut' or 'faking it' or 'undecided' or 'confused.' I'm not confused. I don't categorize people by who I'm allowed to like and who I'm allowed to love. Love doesn't fit into boxes like that. It's blurry, slippery, quantum. It's only limited by our perceptions and before we slap a label on it and cram it into some category, everything is possible.”
― Leah Raeder, Black Iris

“She should know how good I am at pretending. It's all we do. I pretend that I don't hurt, that I want Cody, that I don't want her, that I'm not taking too many pills, that my virginity had been important. It hadn't been. It only means something when it's with the right person. And I couldn't have her.”
― Tess Sharpe, Far From You

“Like there aren't years of denial and heaps of lies and boys who touched our bodies but never had a chance at our hearts.”
― Tess Sharpe, Far From You