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Such Sharp Teeth Such Sharp Teeth by Rachel Harrison
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“It isn’t fair that I have to live with this, but I have to live.”
Rachel Harrison, Such Sharp Teeth
“My eyes close, and it’s here. The transcendent knowledge that nothing can touch me. That I’m not in danger, because I am danger.”
Rachel Harrison, Such Sharp Teeth
“It’s a miracle and it’s a curse, the secrets our bodies keep. The ability to carry the invisible burden of these secrets.”
Rachel Harrison, Such Sharp Teeth
“When you’re sad, you cry. When you’re happy, you smile, you laugh. But what do you do when you’re angry? Not just mad, but filled with this ugly, consuming rage?”
Rachel Harrison, Such Sharp Teeth
“I feel like if I say anything bad about my pregnancy, suddenly I’m Casey Anthony.” “That’s crazy,” I say. “You’re way prettier.”
Rachel Harrison, Such Sharp Teeth
“There’s no winning. The trauma is either your fault or it’s a gift. It’s either You should have done this to stop it or Look what good has come of it! If you don’t get over it, why can’t you get over it? Why can’t you get past it or learn how to cope? Or if you do find some way to move on with your life in a socially acceptable manner, then you’re so brave and so strong, and aren’t you amazing? Let’s applaud you for moving forward while there’s a knife at your back.”
Rachel Harrison, Such Sharp Teeth
“She recommended books. Books about being the child of immature parents. About healing from trauma. It gave me all this perspective I didn't know what to do with. And it hatched this anger. There was suddenly so much of it. Too much. I didn't know how to experience it. I didn't know how to hold it, where to put it. When you're sad, you cry. When you're happy, you smile, you laugh. But what do you do when you're angry? Not just mad, but filled with this ugly, consuming rage? And the thing is women aren't allowed to be angry. Nobody likes a mad woman. They're crazy. Irrational. Obnoxious. Shrill.”
Rachel Harrison, Such Sharp Teeth
“I wonder how many more times I’ll have to cut myself open for her to truly believe it.”
Rachel Harrison, Such Sharp Teeth
“The werewolf thing only enhances all the parts of me that were already broken and wrong. It’s trapped me with the worst of myself. It’s my reckoning.”
Rachel Harrison, Such Sharp Teeth
“Bad things have a way of severing your life into “before” and “after.” It’s really annoying.”
Rachel Harrison, Such Sharp Teeth
“We live in a society that wants us to be ashamed of our bodies. It’s hard not to internalize that.”
Rachel Harrison, Such Sharp Teeth
“I hug her. She puts her arms around me and pulls me in close. "Love you." "Love you, too." I hold her. I've wanted her to leave ever since she got here. But now that she's leaving, I want her to stay. I don't understand it. Our relationship is a hydra. It has too many heads.”
Rachel Harrison, Such Sharp Teeth
“Is this jealousy? It’s like heartburn, only a thousand times worse. No, thanks.”
Rachel Harrison, Such Sharp Teeth
“I forgot. I’m so used to being reminded how ugly a place the world can be, I forgot it could be beautiful, too.”
Rachel Harrison, Such Sharp Teeth
“I know now how rare it is to have these fun and easy conversations. To understand someone and be understood. But understanding someone and accepting them are two different things. One doesn’t guarantee the other.”
Rachel Harrison, Such Sharp Teeth
“I don't hate you. I love you. And I forgive you." She rolls up her window. "You don't need to say anything. But you should know that I forgive you." I'm not sure if it's true. It feels true. It also feels transient. Like I want to add the caveat that I reserve the right to change my mind. "Thanks, baby," Her reaction is mild, like I just offered her a mint.”
Rachel Harrison, Such Sharp Teeth
“She takes us to our old spot. A decommissioned train station at the edge of town. It's not a romantic place. A squat utilitarian building chained up to prevent break-ins, and behind it a platform, neglected, left to the slow creep of nature. Mia and I used to come our here and smoke cigarettes and drink beer and smash our bottles on the tracks. A small act of defiance, of destruction. A slice of heaven for two teenage girls who found power in rebellion. "I've got a pack of cigarettes and a pack of beer," She says, "We're about to time travel.”
Rachel Harrison, Such Sharp Teeth
“I love my sister, but she doesn't exactly have standards. She doesn't like being single. She doesn't like the chase. Doesn't like flirting. She likes intimacy. She likes to love someone. Give her energy to them. To know someone and be known by them. She likes to share her life. Hold hands and cook and plan picnic dates and apple picking.”
Rachel Harrison, Such Sharp Teeth
“Let's do this again soon." "Yeah, I'll call you." "Pinkie swear?" I reach over and we link pinkies. "This is legally binding," She says. "Oh, I know." I hop out of the car and we blow each other kisses.”
Rachel Harrison, Such Sharp Teeth
“Everyone else, they want to judge girls like us. Hate us. Keep us. Either call us sluts or call us brave. Blame daddy issues for the choices we make. Blame the choices made for us." She pauses to laugh, to ash her cigarette. "They don't know anything do they? They'll never know." Girls like us.”
Rachel Harrison, Such Sharp Teeth
“When you’re young, you’re oblivious to what is rare because you don’t have enough experience to identify”
Rachel Harrison, Such Sharp Teeth
“It’s like when you watch one of those medication commercials and they’re like ‘Side effects may include heartburn, nausea, bleeding out of your asshole, and demonic possession.’ It’s like ‘Is it really worth it?”
Rachel Harrison, Such Sharp Teeth
“Don’t ghost me again,” he says. “I’m not a ghost,” I tell him as I leave. I add to myself, “I’m much scarier.”
Rachel Harrison, Such Sharp Teeth
“I don’t know how to go about finding them or if I even want to. Not sure it would accomplish anything. Doubt I could sue in monster court.”
Rachel Harrison, Such Sharp Teeth
“Who was the werewolf?” she asks after a while. “What do you mean?” “Who bit you?” “Wish I knew,” I say. “Would quite like to have a word.”
Rachel Harrison, Such Sharp Teeth
“My strength doesn’t come from the bad things that have happened to me. It defies those things. It’ll be all right. No matter what, I’ll be all right.”
Rachel Harrison, Such Sharp Teeth
“I definitely have to apologize to him at some point. Admit that I was wrong. Yuck.”
Rachel Harrison, Such Sharp Teeth
“Once you tell someone your story, you can’t take it back. I wonder if Mia thinks about it whenever she thinks of me. If, in her mind, I’m inextricable from this ugly experience I shared with her in a rare moment of vulnerability.”
Rachel Harrison, Such Sharp Teeth
“Heard from whom? I always hated this small-town-grapevine nonsense. That’s something I love about the city. The anonymity. No one knows who you are, and no one gives a shit about your business. It’s a beautiful thing.”
Rachel Harrison, Such Sharp Teeth
“Then why didn’t you tell me?” She finally looks up from her scarf. “Because I knew you would be forgiving, and I wasn’t ready to be forgiven.”
Rachel Harrison, Such Sharp Teeth

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