I love that moment, when you stop struggling to stay awake and your eyelids shut sink down and you slip effortlessly into another realm that’s beckoning to you.
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I love that moment, when you stop struggling to stay awake and your eyelids shut sink down and you slip effortlessly into another realm that’s beckoning to you.
Rachel Klein, The Moth Diaries (via the-moth-diaries)
That night I called my mother and asked her what to do. She laughed at me and told me I should do whatever made me feel comfortable. But I need to know. It is important to me.
Rachel Klein, The Moth Diaries (via the-moth-diaries)
I can’t get the words out. They stick in my throat like fish bones.
Rachel Klein, The Moth Diaries (via the-moth-diaries)
I know exactly how ordinary she really is. But if I had the chance, I would talk about her endlessly.
Rachel Klein, The Moth Diaries (via the-moth-diaries)
She doesn’t seem to need anything more than her books and her birds and her plants. I wish I could be like that.
Rachel Klein, The Moth Diaries (via the-moth-diaries)
I loved the story so much. I read it over again right away when I finished. I went from the last page back to the first without stopping, sinking deeper and deeper into the twilight language. I want to write a story like that, to set up everything so carefully, detail by detail, that when something totally outlandish happens, it seems perfectly natural, even inevitable.
Rachel Klein, The Moth Diaries (via the-moth-diaries)
I’m always scared when I’m called to the phone. It’s incredibly hard for me to put the receiver to my ear. It wants to swallow me. I’m struggling to lift it, while the person on the other end is hanging in space, waiting for my voice.
Rachel Klein, The Moth Diaries (via the-moth-diaries)
I forced myself not to run away, to pretend that what was happening was perfectly normal.
Rachel Klein, The Moth Diaries (via the-moth-diaries)
If I am no longer the person I once was, then I no longer know any of the people around me.
Rachel Klein, The Moth Diaries (via the-moth-diaries)
They don’t need me to tell them that. They have ordinary truth. What would they do with my extraordinary truth?
Rachel Klein, The Moth Diaries (via the-moth-diaries)
The days are false. The nights are true.
Rachel Klein, The Moth Diaries (via the-moth-diaries)
Even when it came to ideas and books, we were only interested in what reflected us.
Rachel Klein, The Moth Diaries (via the-moth-diaries)
Is there something wrong with me? I don’t have urges. The other girls have to eat or smoke or take drugs or talk on the phone or buy clothes or go to parties or listen to music or be with boys. I don’t need any of that.
Rachel Klein, The Moth Diaries (via the-moth-diaries)
If there were a nuclear holocaust, who would want to survive? You’d never be able to come out of your shelter. You’d be trapped underground until you ran out of food and water. Pretty soon the air raid shelter would start to feel like your tomb.
Rachel Klein, The Moth Diaries (via the-moth-diaries)
In the end, it doesn’t matter if the words are true or a lie. They serve the same purpose.
Rachel Klein, The Moth Diaries (via the-moth-diaries)
I never tried to get sympathy from anyone. I never used my father as an excuse for anything.
Rachel Klein, The Moth Diaries (via the-moth-diaries)
My mother and I are like pieces of driftwood, rising and falling on the ocean’s swells. I’m always afraid I’ll float away and lose her.
Rachel Klein, The Moth Diaries (via the-moth-diaries)