“I hadn’t touched or been touched in years. I didn’t know how to anymore. Allergic to human affection. Repulsed by the degrading… — Tillie Cole Copy Share Image
“I am so proud of you, Flame,” she whispered, and I felt my chest get tight again. “Just when I believe I… — Tillie Cole Copy Share Image
“I thought of all the kills I’d made. Of her blood that I had consumed, and all the times we had fucked… — Tillie Cole Copy Share Image
“One day, my sweet girl, some lucky man will come and help you understand the very meaning of love. He will sweep… — Tillie Cole Copy Share Image
“Cannot imagine your life without her in it? Would kill if anyone hurt her? Would die if you ever lost her? Can’t… — Tillie Cole Copy Share Image
“Nobody ever gets to the end of their life and thinks, ‘I wish I had lived more cautiously’, ‘I’m so happy I… — Tillie Cole Copy Share Image
“Not at all, Shakespeare, but hear this. I’m gonna fuck you, but I’m also gonna make love to you. I’m gonna own… — Tillie Cole Copy Share Image
“Then they would make love, Dapper Dan. Not fuck. No aggression. Nothing untoward, just him and her. Joined. Intimate. Slow. Sweet kisses… — Tillie Cole Copy Share Image
“His affection had somehow become a salve to the constant fire of regret that burned, never-ending, in my heart. And this temporary… — Tillie Cole Copy Share Image
“We're star crossed, Shakespeare. Fateful star-crossed lovers. We have a lifetime to get to know each other, unlike our namesakes. I'll makes… — Tillie Cole Copy Share Image
“Famiglia isn’t always blood, mio caro. Famiglia is built on bridges of love. Famiglia is there for you without condition. Famiglia supports… — Tillie Cole Copy Share Image
“I hadn’t touched or been touched in years. I didn’t know how to anymore. Allergic to human affection. Repulsed by the degrading feeling of… — Tillie Cole Copy Share Image
“To feel someone’s life drain from their body by your hands . . . bad, bad people who need to be plucked from this… — Tillie Cole Copy Share Image
“Your eyes remained haunted. Seeing something in the world that your mirth can not dissolve.” I” — Tillie Cole Copy Share Image
“I leaned into her hand. Twenty-six years old and a single touch was gonna make me blow in my jeans.” — Tillie Cole Copy Share Image
“I came to college to study, Cass, not to whore myself out to drunken frat boys!” She gaffawed. “Whatever, darlin’, you won’t be thinking… — Tillie Cole Copy Share Image
“Then I’m the first, because I want you without anything in return. Why does any human want anyone? My body recognises you as something… — Tillie Cole Copy Share Image
“I don't know what bothered me more: the ménage a trios invitation or the fact that Little Miss Twig had continued slowly grinding on… — Tillie Cole Copy Share Image
“He should hate me. I was never giving her back. I was keeping her . . . forever” — Tillie Cole Copy Share Image
