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Maybe you’re all fucked up, and the world around you looks dark and cruel. This book is about finding love and acceptance in another person, and more importantly, loving and accepting yourself. You are worthy of love. You are worthy of a more beautiful future.
The man who never cared about anyone is fixated on the girl nobody gave a shit about. In some twisted way, we’re made for each other.
My worst fear is to become like my mother.
She’s out of her fucking mind, and so am I. Our madness aligns in all the right ways.
She’s always more surprised by kindness than by cruelty.
No one has ever been afraid of losing me. No one wanted me in the first place.
She still has so much power over me.
How does she still have the ability to reduce me to a blubbering child in an instant? I’m so fucking pathetic.
Now, instead of Christmas trees and decorations striking me as tacky, I want to find the most beautiful ones possible, so I can surprise Mara when she walks through the door and finds the house bedecked in soft, silvery lights. I want to see them reflected on her skin and hair, echoing the smoky color of her eyes. It’s easy to reduce Mara to childlike wonder. To give her what she never had before. I pile the presents under the tree, dozens of them, all with her name on the tags. She doesn’t care what’s inside—the fact that she has gifts waiting for her reduces her to tears,
Clemente does this <3
I never knew how good generosity could feel. My ability to make her life comfortable and magical gives me a sense of god-like power. Not a wrathful god anymore, but one overflowing with goodness and light.
What is loving someone?
She’s angry at another mother that failed in her eyes.
When I need a break from painting, I pose naked and streaked in paint.
Love that for her
The Crown Prince and Princess of the Art World.
“Childhood shapes us all—the events we remember, and even those we don’t.”
Men have always told me I was pretty, but that’s the blandest of tributes.
