Flypaper Quotes

“Fuck!” She yelled again, but her grin betrayed her indignation. “You fucker.” She shoved”
― C.K. Vile, Flypaper

“But anyway, your ‘friend’ is posting all this stuff that gives you a glimpse of their life, but that’s all it is. It’s the tiniest of glimpses. It’s not them, it’s not who they are. It’s the bits they allow you to see.”
― C.K. Vile, Flypaper

“was”
― C.K. Vile, Flypaper

“Nick searched for a way to get through to her. She wasn’t stupid. They’d had real conversations. He knew there was a part of her that was rational. He needed to reach it. What else was important to her? She was an artist, right? At least she thought so. “But your”
― C.K. Vile, Flypaper

“Danielle looked at her nails. A faint trace of red lined the underside of them. She ran her fingers through her hair and found the spot she’d scratched. She inspected her fingers again. Blood.”
― C.K. Vile, Flypaper