“They hand me one lemon, then another, and all I can think when their fingertips leave is that we're mixing ourselves together. That's what happens when skin presses skin. We think of ourselves as solid and separate, but we're not. We trade and swap tiny pieces of ourselves all the time.” LoveChangeTogethernessTouch Book:The Heartbreak Bakery Source: The Heartbreak Bakery
“Understanding rustled through me, soft as leaves. It wasn’t quite the same, but I’d often felt I didn’t fit inside the boundaries of the word girl. It reminded me of a country I could happily visit, but the longer I stayed, the more I knew I couldn’t live there all the time. There were moments when I sorely wished to be free of the confines of this body, the expectations it seemed to carry.” GenderLgbtGenderfluidDysmorphia Book:The Brilliant Death Source: The Brilliant Death