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“It took a special kind of guts to be a fuck up as a woman, I thought. To say to hell with being the nice girl, the responsible one, the one who makes sure the man takes care of himself and eats properly and doesn’t take too many drugs. To be just as nihilistic and self-destructive as a man, knowing all along that you’ll get crucified for it, because somehow, the world will make everything your fault. He’ll be a martyr, and you’ll be a succubus. He’ll be a genius and you’ll be a groupie. He’ll be a hero, and you’ll… deserve to die”

“The hurt was God pulsing, and we didn’t whisper a sound— and we didn’t need to when our bodies like two cathedrals echoed with all those who inhabited us first.”

“My whole being calls for an act of violence, but I still use velvet gloves.”