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“Have you ever had a can of pepper spray nut in your eyes? Candy-scented poison jizz. It fucking hurts.”
Cyan is the sort of sad that doesn’t know it’s sad. She thinks she’s happy, perky, and upbeat, but I imagine she’s terribly underappreciated and horribly lonely.
“If you don’t start writing something then you’ll never write anything,”
“It’s okay to be sad,” Vale tells me, like we didn’t just meet yesterday. “Even if you think you’ve got it too good to complain. Sometimes, the most difficult prisons to break out of are the ones made of glass. When they shatter, they cut.”
No matter what happens, I am not walking through a blizzard to deliver a pie. I’d rather screw a rockstar instead.
I’ve learned that you shouldn’t treat people better than they treat you and let resentment fester. You should drop to their level and only respond if they put forth effort first.
