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Today was a day of rest, between the glories of yesterday and tomorrow, between the satisfaction of what had been done and the excitement of what would happen next.
using the generic voice that stood for all women, high-pitched and imbecilic:
the accumulated ties of nine years could not be severed in a single night.
There’s a time for discussion and a time for a fight.
There was an extra layer to their caginess around here,
The lies don’t count, the whispers do.
You can’t keep living in limbo like this. It’s not good for either of you.
A vast unfocused rage rose in her, against men who considered displays of emotion a delicious open door; men who ogled your breasts under the pretense of scanning the wine shelves; men for whom your mere physical presence constituted a lubricious invitation.
Fuck-ups happen,
You could train as hard as you liked, check every piece of equipment, plan for every contingency and still some random mischance would screw you.
“I was only going to say that abused people cling to their abusers, don’t they? They’ve been brainwashed to believe there’s no alternative.”
When they loved you, they let you get away with fucking murder…
