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by
Lane Moore
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September 23 - September 24, 2019
I don’t know what it is about Saturday night that makes me want to leap off tall buildings in a single bound. I think it’s probably because Saturday nights are like weekly New Year’s Eves. You’re supposed to not be alone, you’re supposed to do something So Fun!!! You’re supposed to have friends and it’s supposed to be the Best, and when it’s anything less, you just feel like you’re six thousand miles away from your best life, and fun, and normalcy.
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Perfectly able to hold my own hand But I still can’t kiss my own neck.
He was eight, and he’d already been taught that there was nearly nothing as shameful or disgusting, or whisper-quiet-inappropriate, as liking something feminine. And it broke my heart—for him, and for all the boys I know as adults who were softer, more sensitive, more expressive, more open when they were little and then were told to shut all that down. And we wonder why we have grown men at odds with their female partners who are begging them to be more open, to share their feelings, to be softer, to be sweeter, to be gentler, and they just can’t do it. They’d spent their childhoods having
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If you’ve ever been the Single Friend who complained about how everyone sucks and no one is worth dating, you’ve had at least one (if not, like, four hundred) coupled friends telling you, “Stop looking! That’s when love finds you.”
But here’s the thing: Implementing a strategy on how to find love, even if that strategy is to not look for it, IS STILL LOOKING FOR IT.
People who reject you for being broken after they’re the ones who broke you, or who act like they’re not the problem and the problem is the issues you had before them, are evil.
It’s insane the kinds of rewrites you have to do when you find out who someone really is.
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