Beg For Me Quotes

“We should have no room in our lives for people who try their best to make us feel small.”
― J.T. Geissinger, Beg For Me

“Carter gently grips my shoulders”
― J.T. Geissinger, Beg For Me

“Teenage girls are like feral cats. You have to handle them with extreme caution.”
― J.T. Geissinger, Beg For Me

“If I didn’t know better, I’d think men were imported from some distant galaxy where logic is outlawed and emotional intelligence is forbidden on pain of death. And they say we’re the irrational ones.”
― J.T. Geissinger, Beg For Me

“Why do women feel the need to play the “everything’s fine” game? Why do we cover up for shitty situations and shitty men? At some point, this nonsense has to stop. We have to teach our daughters that shame isn’t the correct response when anyone wants to hurt them, silence them, or try to make them feel like they’re the problem. The correct response is rage. Silencing ourselves and our truth and playing a good-girl role is bullshit. It’s soul killing. We should have no room in our lives for people who try their best to make us feel small. What we should have is some good, old-fashioned fucking anger and ream them out like they deserve.”
― J.T. Geissinger, Beg For Me

“There’s a split second in the morning when I wake up that I don’t remember last night, and I feel happy. Then the goblin of reality pounces out, screaming, “Gotcha!” and I want to hide under the covers all day with a bottle of tequila. I get up instead.”
― J.T. Geissinger, Beg For Me

“He removes his glasses, drops them onto the desk blotter, sits back in his chair, and clasps his hands over his stomach. Then he stares at me in expectant silence. This is a tactic I’m familiar with. The vast majority of people are extremely uncomfortable with silence, so if you’re looking for a confession—say you’re a police officer interrogating a suspect—you ask a question, then wait. Then wait some more, even after the person answers, until they finally get so nervous, they spill their guts. Mr. Hartman doesn’t have a teenage daughter, however, so he doesn’t understand that I’m an expert at guerilla warfare. I cross my legs, fold my hands in my lap, and smile pleasantly.”
― J.T. Geissinger, Beg For Me

“I’m betting on karma taking care of Nick, though I know she works at her own pace. It could be decades before his chickens come home to roost. But something tells me they will.”
― J.T. Geissinger, Beg For Me

“Making you feel good makes me feel good. It’s a turn-on.” He pauses to chuckle. “Don’t get me wrong. I’m not saying no to a blowjob.” “My skills might be a little rusty. You have to promise not to laugh at me.” “I guarantee that no man in the history of the world has ever laughed when a woman has his dick in her mouth. Let’s go to bed.”
― J.T. Geissinger, Beg For Me

“First, a woman would never make mistakes like cancer, aging, and putting a man’s G spot inside his ass but then making anal sex a sin. But also, a female deity would never make women go through menopause. Just when you think you’ve got it all figured out, your life is finally under control, and you’re thriving, boom! Bye-bye estrogen, hello facial hair, belly fat, and total loss of libido. I feel like my whole body just pulled the welcome mat and said ‘Fuck it. We’re closing up shop.”
― J.T. Geissinger, Beg For Me

“For such an infamous playboy, the man is a hopeless romantic. Under all that macho swagger, he’s impossibly sweet. And, like I told him, that makes him dangerous. Macho I can handle. Macho makes the bog witch snort and hiss. Sweet stuns her into confusion, and confused is when the real trouble starts.”
― J.T. Geissinger, Beg For Me

“I’ve cycled through waves of panic powerful enough to leave a weaker woman sobbing face down on the carpet. I make a game of it, watching the hysteria come and go from afar like a scientist observing a strange and hostile planet through a telescope in the safety of a lab. Disassociating, I believe it’s called. Handy little trick if you can manage it.”
― J.T. Geissinger, Beg For Me

“The end of a marriage is never the day the divorce is finalized or when the papers are filed. It’s not even when the love dies, because love comes and goes and can always be found again if both people are committed to doing the work. The end of a marriage is the day you realize that whatever your partner says or does makes no difference to you one way or another.”
― J.T. Geissinger, Beg For Me

“I catch myself thinking something unkind about what gravity will do to her perky breasts during perimenopause and realize with chagrin that I’m jealous of her. How cliché. I’m better than this. I send the back of her golden head the most apologetic smile I can muster. Then I remember that a real bog witch would have already devoured her and feel like a failure all the way around.”
― J.T. Geissinger, Beg For Me

“I’m only that condescending on the inside.”
― J.T. Geissinger, Beg For Me

“Whatever my expression is doing, it must be dire. My poker face is legendary.”
― J.T. Geissinger, Beg For Me

“His strong, tanned neck, which I’m not looking at because I’m not attracted to men who were still unborn years after I’d started my first period.”
― J.T. Geissinger, Beg For Me

“Grams, women don’t ‘expire’ when they get older,” says Harlow crossly. “That’s your internalized misogyny talking.” My mother sniffs. “Internalized misogyny is just the bitter truth in a push-up bra.”
― J.T. Geissinger, Beg For Me

“You should know that I’d make a terrible captive, though. I’m very uncooperative when I’m bored, and I never cry unless I run out of chardonnay. I also talk back, bite when provoked, and demand snacks on a strict schedule. You’d give up before lunch.”
― J.T. Geissinger, Beg For Me

“Why do women feel the need to play the “everything’s fine” game? Why do we cover up for shitty situations and shitty men? At some point, this nonsense has to stop. We have to teach our daughters that shame isn’t the correct response when anyone wants to hurt them, silence them, or try to make them feel like they’re the problem. The correct response is rage.”
― J.T. Geissinger, Beg For Me

“But we’d all have paid too much of a price for pretending we were happy. Though it’s painful, it’s always better to let go of a dying dream than to bleed yourself dry trying to keep it alive.”
― J.T. Geissinger, Beg For Me

“Does this mean I’m staying?” “It means I don’t like shoes on my nice duvet.” Without releasing me, he kicks off his shoes and sweeps them off the bed with his feet. We lie there for a while, our breathing falling into sync, until he rolls onto his back, bringing me with him. He arranges me on top of him until I’m comfortable, then pushes my hair off my face.”
― J.T. Geissinger, Beg For Me

“Time passes so fast. Every day, the sand in the hourglass falls more and more quickly until all at once, no grains are left. And neither are we.”
― J.T. Geissinger, Beg For Me

“I’m not having a hot girl summer. I’m having a bog witch summer. Every gray hair I get I’m celebrating because it means I’m closer to being the swamp queen of my dreams, a frightening, feral thing living in a kingless wilderness with wild indulgence, bound to no one and nothing but my growing cat colony and my untamed soul. I should start practicing my hissing.”
― J.T. Geissinger, Beg For Me

“My mother once told me the key to happiness is to never depend on others to give you the validation that you can only give yourself. It took me years to figure out what she meant by that, but I finally realized it boiled down to one thing. Stop giving away your power.”
― J.T. Geissinger, Beg For Me

“Not that my sordid past is anybody’s business, but no. I was not having sex at your age. But I will say this: I didn’t lose my virginity. It’s not a misplaced dry cleaning ticket. The first time I had sex, it was consensual and with someone I cared for very much who felt the same way about me, which is exactly what I want for you.”
― J.T. Geissinger, Beg For Me

“Listen to me carefully, because I’ll only say this once. You no longer have influence here. Your threats and insults no longer move me. I won’t reward your shitty behavior with my time, my energy, or my patience. You’ve reached the end of my goodwill, Nick. I’m not a landing pad for losers. Your access to me was a privilege, one you just lost.”
― J.T. Geissinger, Beg For Me

“Men are so disappointing. Sometimes, I think heterosexuality is a curse.”
― J.T. Geissinger, Beg For Me