The following is a list of some of my favorite #QuotesFromPosts from some of my blogs over the last decade of writing.
…her desire to scream was only suppressed by her desire to please.
…those crude words from before now slid off his tongue and rolled through my body like a tidal wave.
I threw more things from my former life away.
It bugs me how much this issue with the way my body looks is beginning to dictate my every action.
He is, without a doubt, a middle child.
I hate that I’m supposed to be this young, vibrant, nubile 23-year-old and instead I feel like I’m an old, arthritic, dying 98-year-old.
Things between The Boyfriend and I have felt very… strained…
Partially because I’m currently suffering from “I hate my body”-itis.
I’ve felt nothing but this incredible amount of sadness over how isolated I’ve become.
I wish that I would’ve had what I have with him with the other kids.
And you’d think the two bad experiences would turn me off the concept entirely.
…I’m sitting there watching them play together and thinking, “Isn’t it my birthday?”
To him, calling a person a slut or whore or bitch is disrespectful, even if they are literally begging for it!
I swear we both literally stopped for a second, took in the word and like had to split-second decide how we felt about it.
…I couldn’t help but feel slightly mad at him for just leaving me here, in this space.