Carol Rifka Brunt

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Maybe I was destined to forever fall in love with people I couldn’t have. Maybe there’s a whole assortment of impossible people waiting for me to find them. Waiting to make me feel the same impossibility over and over again

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Nothing had changed. I was the stupid one again. I was the girl who never understood who she was to people

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I need to figure out the secret. I need to work out how to keep things flying back to me instead of always flying away

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My mother gave me a disappointed look. Then I gave her one back. Mine was for everything, not just the sandwich

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People didn’t know everything then. There were things people had never seen before. Places nobody had ever been. You could make up a story and people would believe it...also maybe it seems like it would be okay not to be perfect. Nobody was perfect back then. Just about everyone was defective, and most people had no choice except to stay that way