Darcie

“Because whatever he thinks I am, I'm not. And whatever he thinks my body is, it isn't. My Body is a torture chamber. It's a fucking crime scene.”
― Amber Smith, The Way I Used to Be

“The whole thing was so intense, so full of hurt that when I look back at it I squint. I want it forgotten.”
― Helen Oyeyemi, White Is for Witching

“And I’m terrified he’ll see through the tough iceberg layer, and he’ll discover not a soft, sweet girl, but an ugly fucking disaster underneath.”
― Amber Smith, The Way I Used to Be

“It all came back. Every bone in my body turned hot. Then I couldn’t make it stop. All those memories. Whatever kept them stored away broke. There was a rush of sensation through me, then nothing. And for days afterward, I’d get overwhelmed with a sound or the way my shirt rubbed against my arm or a smell. Like my body remembered and reminded the rest of me.”
― Ronlyn Domingue, The Mercy of Thin Air