Sometimes, and now is one of those times, it feels like I just want, so badly, for anyone to love me, t hat the fact that this puts me at a disadvantage, with everyone, is nowhere near reason enough to stop it.

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“Are you in line for something?”

“Hell, I think,” he says.

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I look exactly the same.  I would rather have gone on believing that I had untapped lipstick potential, that I could be as beautiful as that girl at Rite Aid, if only I would conform to overly rigid standards of beauty, and now that I have at least attempted to conform, I want teh benefit, the payoff, and yet I look exactly the same.

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