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The closer you got to anything beautiful, the less beautiful it became. Allure was in the mystery, not the appearance.
Three years ago, curious little Erika Fane wanted to play with the boys, so we indulged her, and she betrayed us.
“Own who you are,” he commanded. “And don’t apologize. Do you understand? Own it or it will own you.”
“Nothing worth having comes easy,”
I learned to breathe fire. I learned to walk as if the path were carved for me and me alone, and to treat the world as if it should know I was coming.
“Run all you want, Little Monster,” he said, sounding like a threat. “We’re faster.”
“When you want to make an impression and you think you’ve gone far enough, go a little further. Always leave them wondering if you’re just a little bit crazy, and people will never fuck with you again.”
And the things that were irreplaceable in life were the only things of value.
Our scrapes and bruises, tattoos, scars, smiles, and wrinkles told our stories,
Redefine normal. None of us know the full measure of our power until we start pushing our boundaries and pressing our luck, and the more we do, the less we care what others think. The freedom feels too good.
“You’re the pack’s dog. Come fetch, little dog!”
No, she wasn’t scared. She’d given into it. She was owning it.
“You want to know what I’ve learned? I don’t win by playing your games. I win by making you play mine.”
Life is one-way, and there is no return trip. What are you waiting for?”
