But for Nina whenever reality, or the grimmer side of reality, threatened to invade, she always turned to a book. Books had been her solace when she was sad , her friends when she was lonely . They had mended her heart when it was broken, and encouraged her to hope when she was down
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i'm alergic to latex and it makes me break out in a rash so most condoms are out for me because the last thing any of us want is a vagina rash . The alternative is the ones made out of sheepskin , but it always creeps me out because does that mean Victor and I are having sex with a sheep ? A dead sheep , actually . So bestiality and necrophilia . And a three way ,I think . I actually mentioned this to Victor and he immediately booked a vasectomy , which is sweet because it's nice he cares about me . He claimed it was less his caring and more " Id rather have my nuts cut off than have to listen to you talk about having three ways with dead sheep.

"Margot would say she belongs to herself. Kitty would say she belongs to no one. And I would say I belong to my sisters and my dad, but that won't always be true. To belong to someone - I didn't know it, but now that I think about it, it seems like that's all I ever wanted. To really be somebody's, and have them be mine.

“It's not like in the movies. It's better, because it's real.”

“I didn't fall for you, you tripped me!”