“Piece by piece, my mother is being stolen from me.”
Quote by Dorothy Allison
Book:Trash
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“As they were carting him off on a gurney, all I could think was, I wish that was me.”
“But you'd sell your soul for it, wouldn't you? For one day of feeling beautiful.”
“I don't have alot of people to talk to. Not alot of people are worth my time.”
“This is my fault. Mine. Making her think I'd be here for her.”
