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It was Us Weekly. It had Britney Spears on the cover. This was shortly after she shaved her head. The world will drive a woman insane, then point at them and laugh.
Sometimes silence isn’t peace; it’s war.
So much of my life I’ve felt like I’m pressing my nose to the window, watching everyone else be happy beyond the glass.
It’s not all about you, Clio.” “It is about me. The whole family revolves around me. I’m the sun. That’s why you need me. You need me to apologize and make peace so you can all go back to pretending we’re normal and happy and that everything’s fine and has always been fine. And I’m done pretending.”
I remember when everyone was up in arms about Balenciaga’s BDSM teddy bear scandal, for all of five minutes. No one in fashion cares about anything but fashion; they just pretend to to save face.
Remembering is not always a light shone into darkness. Sometimes it’s a claw reaching out and dragging you back.












































