I have a meanness inside me, real as an organ.
I don’t know anyone’s name. If one of those women died, I couldn’t even say, Poor old Mrs. Zalinsky died. I’d have to say, That mean old bitch across the street bit it. Feeling
I don’t feel the need to explain my actions to her. I don’t clarify, I don’t doubt, I don’t worry. Idon’t tell her everything, not anymore, but I tell her more than anyone else, by far. I tell her as...
I appreciate a straightforward apology the way a tone-deaf person enjoys a fine piece of music.
He's calling you a Cool Girl to fool you! That's what men do: they try to make it sound like you are the cool girl so you will bow to their wishes. Like a car salesman saying, how much do you want to...
He is learning to love me unconditionally, under all my conditions. I think we are finally on our way to happiness. I have finally figured it out.
Carthage had a bigger drug epidemic than I ever knew: The cops had been here just yesterday, and already the druggies had resettled, like determined flies. As we made our way through the piles of huma...
And sometimes drunk women aren't raped; they just make stupid choices--and to say we deserve special treatment when we're drunk because we're women, to say we need to be , I find offensive.
And I think, I'm so fucking lonely. I go home and cry for a while. I am almost 32. That's not old especially in New York. But the fact is it has been years since I even liked someone. So how likely is...
The far side of the room, the anagram
The Cool Girl. Men always say that as the defining compliment, don’t they? She’s a cool girl. Being the Cool Girl means I am a hot, brilliant, funny woman who adores football, poker, dirty jokes, and...
Supongo que para eso están los maridos. Para señalar lo que no somos capaces de ver por nosotras mismas, incluso aunque hagan falta cinco años.
See a 3 and an 8. (He said.) And then work
Neighbors, I ran errands for Mo’s
You're a man who cheats on his wife, you can't ever undo that.
What are you doing here? asked the prettiest. Her flushed face had the roundness of a girl barely in her teens and her hair was parted in ribbons, but her breasts, which she aimed proudly outward, wer...
Those words had been the bane of my childhood, a constant reminder that nothing turned out right, not just for me but for anyone, and that’s why someone had invented a saying like that. So we’d all kn...
The world will always want a drink.
The woman got shit done, and she was not one to abandon a project (say, her fixer-upper husband, for instance), even if she decided she didn’t like it.
The face you give the world tells the world how to treat you, my mother used to say whenever I resisted her grooming.