"I am alive. I am here. I am trying. That is enough."
So if we have to show women what the baby looks like in their womb and tell them how the process works before allowing them to get an abortion, does that mean we should teach our soldiers about the culture of the lands we’re invading, and explain to them that the people we want them to kill have families and feel pain, just like Americans?
"I wonder what it says about me that I am terrified over losing what seems meaningless. The way you say “hey baby” when my head rests on your chest after we fuck. The hands, the hands, always the hands, moving so slowly up and down my spine that I forget they are there. The way you say “you good?” when you know I’m not. The legs, the legs, always the legs intertwined in a way that would make a stranger cringe. I wonder what it says about me that I can write this all down without feeling a thing. That I can experience it all without a missed heartbeat. But when I think about it not being there anymore, I cannot breathe."
"One of the hardest lessons in life is letting go. Whether it’s guilt, anger, love, loss or betrayal. Change is never easy. We fight to hold on and we fight to let go."
"Date someone who begs to go down on you."
"It hurts to let go. Sometimes it seems the harder you try to hold on to something or someone the more it wants to get away. You feel like some kind of criminal for having felt, for having wanted. For having wanted to be wanted. It confuses you, because you think that your feelings were wrong and it makes you feel so small because it’s so hard to keep it inside when you let it out and it doesn’t coma back. You’re left so alone that you can’t explain. Damn, there’s nothing like that, is there? I’ve been there and you have too. You’re nodding your head."