Dirty Laundry Quotes

“I chose to ink myself… to ink others, because it speaks to me. I crave bringing a piece of another person up out to their skin with my art. To me, tattooing means I touch someone’s heart and find who they are, leaving it behind after I am done.”
― Rhys Ford, Dirty Laundry

“THE City of Angels operated mostly on a grid pattern, with a few winding streets tossed in to fuck up a tourist trying to get from Hollywood to downtown. Adding to the confusion are three of the worst intersected freeways known to mankind. An innocent stranger to the molasses gridlock around the downtown exits could unsuspectingly take the wrong course among the five hundred options available amid the endless construction and find himself circling the area, hopelessly lost until he either ran out of gas or went mad from the hell he couldn’t escape.

Bobby was dead certain many of the street people trudging through downtown muttering to themselves were actually motorists who finally abandoned their cars and set to walking the cement and steel desert until the end of their days. I wasn’t all together certain he was wrong.”
― Rhys Ford, Dirty Laundry

“When life hands one a fierce Southern-born woman who’d whipped eight boys into adulthood, one does what she says.”
― Rhys Ford, Dirty Laundry

“The bottoms of my sneakers were now covered in enough resin to make a hashball, and I had a white poodle mix dangling from a baby carrier across my belly. If I were still a cop, I’d haul me in just on principle.”
― Rhys Ford, Dirty Laundry

“The normal I’d been judged against had never been mine. Never would be mine. It was as much of a normal as anything else, and fuck anyone who couldn’t see that, couldn’t embrace that as a truth.”
― Rhys Ford, Dirty Laundry

“Nothing makes the brain freeze over more than the smell of human blood in the air. Even if someone’d never smelled that much human blood before, the brain knows it’s been spilled. The small remains of a primal lizard consciousness perks up and is ready to scatter at the scent of its species’ own blood. It sticks to nostril hairs, and for a long, panicked moment, the brain wonders if the blood it’s sucking in belongs to its own meat suit. That’s usually when the screaming starts.”
― Rhys Ford, Dirty Laundry

“I’d spoken to everyone I knew except the one man I loved the most. Instead of wallowing, I did the stupidest thing I’d ever done in my entire life. I cleaned.”
― Rhys Ford, Dirty Laundry

“People who raise dogs to fight should be shot. Men who steal a little girl’s dog to bait a fighting dog should die the slowest, most torturous death possible. Their skin should be separated from their flesh with an air hose through minute slits and then have water from the Salton Sea injected slowly into the cavities while someone rips off strips of duct tape from their balls. But that’s just off the top of my head.”
― Rhys Ford, Dirty Laundry

“In that moment, I knew what love was. It was walking away from the man in front of me. It was turning my back on the man I’d made cry out my name and beg for more of me inside of him. I needed to turn away because he asked it of me. Whether I wanted to or not, because I loved him, I was supposed to step back into the shadows and fade from his view.”
― Rhys Ford, Dirty Laundry