all I wanted in a person was another iteration of my person, legible to me as I would be to myself.
Alexandra Kleeman, You Too Can Have A Body Like Mine
Misplaced Lens Cap
we're not kids anymore.
Monterey Bay Aquarium
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Cosmic Funnies
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Keni
noise dept.

JBB: An Artblog!

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trying on a metaphor

Kaledo Art

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all I wanted in a person was another iteration of my person, legible to me as I would be to myself.
Alexandra Kleeman, You Too Can Have A Body Like Mine
I felt that I was experiencing the world as only someone who did not exist in it could.
Alexandra Kleeman, You Too Can Have A Body Like Mine
I could make use of him, as normal people made use of other normal people - for love, for sex, for someone to care about your thoughts.
Alexandra Kleeman, You Too Can Have A Body Like Mine
It was lonely being the only one who knew how I was feeling, to not be stored in the mind of someone else who could remind you who you were.
Alexandra Kleeman, You Too Can Have A Body Like Mine
They didn't want the gift-curse of recognition by those they loved and who loved them back, one consequence of that love's durability being that they would be recognized and loved aggressively even on days when they couldn't stand to recognize themselves in the mirror, even on days when merely remembering themselves made them sad and want to sleep.
Alexandra Kleeman, You Too Can Have A Body Like Mine
How is going through a door different if you're a boy? What's in there that merits the strap, just for seeing it?
Margaret Atwood, Cat’s Eye
At rare and specific moments when my body was truly my own, I never knew what to do with it.
Alexandra Kleeman, You Too Can Have A Body Like Mine
It didn't matter to him whether it was really true or not. He just changed the truth till it fit him. He was a real white man.
James McBride, The Good Lord Bird
People were such fragile things: they existed only from a certain angle, at a certain scale and spacing.
Alexandra Kleeman, You Too Can Have A Body Like Mine
Much of his friendship with Jude, it often seemed, was not letting himself ask the questions he knew he ought to, because he was afraid of the answers.
Hanya Yanagihara, A Little Life
Truth is, lying come natural to all Negroes during slave time, for no man or woman in bondage ever prospered stating their true thoughts to the boss. Much of colored life was an act, and the Negroes that sawed wood and said nothing lived the longest.
James McBride, The Good Lord Bird
I've been discouraged from having such feelings for so long that I no longer have them.
Margaret Atwood, Cat’s Eye
She was not a woman, but a mere machine for reading and writing.
George Gissing, New Grub Street
Wanting things was a substitute for wanting people, one of the best possible substitutes.
Alexandra Kleeman, You Too Can Have A Body Like Mine
being a girl involved too much work. I spent my days running around, fetching this or that for these young skinflints, washing their clothes, combing their hair.
James McBride, The Good Lord Bird
Why hadn't they fought harder for him? Why had he ruined it all for himself? Why had they let him? He wanted to devastate them; he wanted them to feel as inhuman as he did.
Hanya Yanagihara, A Little Life
Oh why must she grow up? Why for pity's sake?
Richard Hughes, A High Wind in Jamaica