The Miseducation of Cameron Post
Rate it:
Open Preview
Kindle Notes & Highlights
Read between February 21 - March 23, 2019
Flag icon
There was more than just one other world beyond ours; there were hundreds and hundreds of them, and at 99 cents apiece I could rent them all.
Flag icon
I just liked girls because I couldn’t help not to. I’d certainly never considered that someday my feelings might grant me access to a community of like-minded women.
Flag icon
I was doing my little stand-up shtick, the one I did for pretty girls, so they’d like me quickly and wouldn’t try too hard to actually get to know me beyond my role as wisecracking Cameron the orphan. Maybe it was a little like flirting, but also a kind of protection: Don’t get too close; I’m just jokes without substance.
Flag icon
In the embrace’s release I caught the scent again. Unmistakable. Marijuana. These homos were high as kites.
Flag icon
I think because witnessing her administration of ten zillion rules and codes of conduct, all of which she applied to her own life, made her seem fragile and weak, in need of the constant protection of all those rules, instead of the opposite, the way I know that she wanted to be seen, the way I’d seen her when I first arrived: powerful and all knowing.