You've got to have someone who loves your body. Who doesn't define you, but sees you. Who loves what he sees. Who you don't have to struggle to be good enough for.

Fear was the biggest bullshitter, he’d said. But sometimes, too, fear told the truth.

Stereotypes are fast and easy, but they are lies, and the truth takes its time.

It's shocking the things we call love.

You look so good," I say, and s***! Oh god, that's not what I meant. S***! "It looks good. The book.

It's strange, isn't it, how the idea of belonging to someone can sound so great? It can be comforting, the way it makes things decided. We like the thought of being held, until it's too tight. We like that certainty, until it means there's no way out. And we like being his, until we realize we're not ours anymore.

I kept trying to talk myself out of my second thoughts when they were trying to help me. My advice? When it comes to relationships, second thoughts should be promoted.