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I hypothesized that the emerging “ideal” for women to have extreme thinness was a socially mediated way to biologically suppress energy, defiance, and resistance in young women who were otherwise the heiresses of feminism.

…sometimes the cruel things we said served the kindest purpose.

Loss is deeply rooted inside of me and I’m afraid it’s tethered to my heart.

When I enter, it says it’s autumn can feel my eyes on her; she turns her head toward me, like I commanded her to notice me, or maybe she felt my presence.

The attraction is intoxicating, and when I meet her eyes, poison bubbles in my blood.

The attraction is intoxicating, and when I meet her eyes, poison bubbles in my blood.

He says it with such conviction, such surety, that I don’t doubt him for a moment. And the way he stares, as though he’s diving into my soul, and seeing every part, makes me feel like I could ask him for the world, and he’d tear it to pieces just to fit it in my hands

His voice board the depths of dark water, smooth, unwavering.

…their whispers soaking into the stone walls until even the silence suffocates me with its judgement.

Naked truths aren’t always pretty.

It felt like terror. It felt like freedom. It felt like the beginning.

You can live a long life never being hurt—and never quite being happy.

2nd last paragraph 😭

I can feel the printed words seeping through my skin and into my veins, rushing through my heart and marking it forever.