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336 pages, Kindle Edition
First published August 14, 2014
Our lives are made up of choices, you see. Big ones, small ones, strung together by the thin air of good intentions; a line of dominoes, ready to fall.
From the moment you're born, people start folding you into neat pieces and tucking you inside a box of their own design. They dress you up in their own expectations, before you even have a chance to understand the constrictions of your fate. That box becomes so cozy and warm, you never really notice that you're bent double, fighting for room to breathe.
"From the moment you're born, people start folding you into neat pieces and tucking you inside a box of their own design. (...)
That box becomes so cozy and warm, you never really notice that you're bent double, fighting for room to breathe."
"Stop pretending. Stop hiding. Stop being the girl they all said you should be.
Imagine that freedom. God, can't you feel it?
What harm could it do?"
“Some pieces couldn’t be glued back together. Some people weren’t for fixing. Sometimes, the only thing to do was burn the whole fucking world down and start again.”
“What would you do if nobody was watching? If nobody would ever know?”
From the moment you're born, people start folding you into neat pieces and tucking you inside a box of their own design. No, it starts even before then, the moment the sonogram shows a faded blur. Blue for a boy, tractors and race-cars, big and strong and brave. Pink for a little princess, pretty and sweet. They dress you up in their own expectations, before you even have a chance to understand the constrictions of your fate. That box becomes so cozy and warm, you never really notice that you're bent double, fighting for room to breathe.
"Oliver always wanted what Ethan had, even when they were kids, he'd steal his toys just to spite him."
"I think you fucked [Ethan] and thought of me. I think you imagined me, every minute he was inside you."
"Why waste my time on somebody who doesn't intrigue me, or challenge me? People are so... limited."
Now is the time to put away childish things...
We walk around trapped in our own subjective consciousness, experiencing the same events through a totally different lens.
A mystery that had all the cards. It just put them to waste, laid them in an unclimatic order.