Because isnโt that the point of every relationship: to be known by someone else, to be understood? He gets me. She gets me. Isnโt that the simple magic phrase?
Gillian FlynnIt was that summer, too, that I began the cutting, and was almost as devoted to it as my newfound loveliness. I adored tending to myself, wiping a shallow red pool of my blood away with a damp washcloth to magically reveal, just above my naval: queasy. Applying alcohol with dabs of a cottonball, wispy shreds sticking to the bloody lines of: perky. I had a dirty streak my senior year, which I later rectified.
Gillian FlynnI assumed everything bad in the world could happen, because everything bad in the world already did happen.
Gillian Flynn