That’s what abuse does to you, you know? It made me this sticking plaster for all of life’s weirdos. This open wound for them to sniff at.
It’s nothing like getting everything you want in life to realize it’s not for you.
I hated myself so much more than I loved her. And I loved her so very much.[about Teri]
When you spend so long swallowing your shame, it is so hard to stop it becoming part of you.
There is nothing like your life going so visibly well to let your sexual abuser know, “F*** you. You failed to break me.”
If you had a superpower, what would it be?[Martha Scott]I’d wanna know what people were thinking, rather than just guessing all the time.[Donny Dunn]What? Are you worried people think bad of you or something?[Martha Scott]No. I’m worried they don’t think about me at all.[Donny Dunn]
I used to think my dreams would lead to happiness, but now it almost feels like this choice between the two.
I felt sorry for her. That’s the first feeling I felt. It’s a patronizing, arrogant feeling, feeling sorry for someone you’ve only just laid eyes on, but I did. I felt sorry for her.[about Martha]
When you take enough drugs to reach that plane where all thought stops and euphoria begins, talk of the future and fame and happiness feel almost as real as the chemicals that flow through your body.
That’s the thing with London. It red-carpets for no one. It’s like waking up one day to find yourself a background artist in a cast of millions. So when someone sees you through the mire of it all, sees you as the person you came here to be, you notice them. You notice them noticing you.
Sometimes you create such a web of lies that you almost forget what you started running from in the first place.
If you aren’t living a life worth living, then can someone ruin it at all?
