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Follow Me Follow Me by Elizabeth Rose Quinn
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“Lord, grant me the serenity to accept the bitches I cannot change, the strength to punch the ones I can, and the wisdom to know the difference.”
Elizabeth Rose Quinn, Follow Me
“All I see here is this white-lady fantasy where your brain ends at your uterus. These expectations of perfect motherhood that torture you are created by these exact women. They made the problems they are selling you solutions for.”
Elizabeth Rose Quinn, Follow Me
“she didn’t need any more stuff in her house. Stuff stuff stuff. Stuff was everywhere. Stuff piled up so high, in so many corners, that it was threatening to become sentient and smother her.”
Elizabeth Rose Quinn, Follow Me
“(Does it ever occur to her that she can’t undo years of exhaustion and bank six months of sleep in forty-eight hours? Of course not.”
Elizabeth Rose Quinn, Follow Me
“she wasn’t ready for the one-two punch of personal obliteration and her new constant companion, hormone-fueled doom.”
Elizabeth Rose Quinn, Follow Me
“if she squinted just right in the rearview mirror, she could even pretend that her forehead wrinkles were gone and the graying hair at her temples were actually sun streaks.”
Elizabeth Rose Quinn, Follow Me
“She tried to remember the last time she didn’t feel like a chewed-up, spit-out sticky ball”
Elizabeth Rose Quinn, Follow Me
“Unable to share Chiara’s attention for even a dinner.”
Elizabeth Rose Quinn, Follow Me
“Adrienne took a deep breath. “Lord, grant me the serenity to accept the bitches I cannot change, the strength to punch the ones I can, and the wisdom to know the difference.”
Elizabeth Rose Quinn, Follow Me
“Born in ’89, she had missed MySpace entirely, as she was slightly too young. Tumblr was a mystery.”
Elizabeth Rose Quinn, Follow Me
“She had tried horseback riding. Her ass hurt for a week after, and plus the horse bit her.”
Elizabeth Rose Quinn, Follow Me
“Since when did everyone become brands? Since when did this word apply to regular people? Accountants and dentists and teachers? It was as if when the Supreme Court decided “corporations are people,” humans collectively decided “people should be corporations.” Suddenly, every person on the planet was supposed to have cohesive strategies for their personalities and a unifying colorway for their aesthetic, all with an accessible price point. Or not, if that’s your brand.”
Elizabeth Rose Quinn, Follow Me
“She remembered getting out of the ocean once, her skin numb, and how her hot shower had felt like knives before her body recognized it was warming up. That was what sobriety felt like so far. Knives. Forgotten parts of her pain coming back alive to burn anew in order to heal.”
Elizabeth Rose Quinn, Follow Me
“Women are demonized for caring for their children. And they are demonized for not caring for their children. It’s torture. You just have to pick the judgment and the failure that is the most acceptable to you.”
Elizabeth Rose Quinn, Follow Me
“Adrienne tried to swallow her frustration. This was like attempting to get a witness statement from a school of goldfish.”
Elizabeth Rose Quinn, Follow Me
“Adrienne couldn’t stop the words pouring out of her. “God, you cry so much you’re basically amphibious now—constantly slick with tears, glistening with weakness.”
Elizabeth Rose Quinn, Follow Me
“Her eyes stole a glance at the man in the front seat, who hadn’t said a word but whose presence loomed over them both like carbon monoxide.”
Elizabeth Rose Quinn, Follow Me
“Weird unconscious emotional math was sprouting up in their once-unbreakable bond like poison oak.”
Elizabeth Rose Quinn, Follow Me