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“Jesus Christ,” he pants. “I’ll tell you what, this pussy is worth losing my fucking sanity over. I’m happily kissing my common sense goodbye tonight, because I won’t see reason now. I’ll only be thinking in terms of fucking my little Meg. Fucking and fucking and fucking her!” he roars, spitting on me once, twice. “You’re my asylum now. And this cunt is tighter than any straitjacket they could put me in. God. God. Throw away the fucking key.”
― Jessa Kane , A One Woman Job

“The way you look at me, do you mean it?”
― Anna-Marie McLemore, Blanca & Roja

“Do not stare at me unless you are willing to see me.' ...'Look at me,” he says. “Look at this body. My body. Or stop looking. Deny it, and deny me.”
― Anna-Marie McLemore, Dark and Deepest Red

“But as it turns out, the criminals on the streets aren’t half as bad as the ones living in mansions.”
― Margaret Rogerson, Sorcery of Thorns