“If you are like me, and sometimes you get sad”

“I ate him up, three small bites”

“our online relationships are far, far removed from their former status as a separate entity from our real-life relationships”

“people Dostoevsky would have gone to town on”

“I had never experienced the loss of a person through social media”

“We are coming down from molly. We are coming down from our first threesome together.”

“This is chronic pain. This is the fever that never breaks”

“just like that, I ate up every heart you ever gave me”

“The last girl I slept with texts: I’m clean. Why? Are you?”

“His skull broke open on the asphalt”

“It’s about the most terrifying thing you could do with another person”

“Utopia or drama-inducing sexcapades?”

“aspirin and Sominex; it’s all there was”

“My ashes are scattered every day.”

“There’s a “naked truth” in BDSM.”

“using race as a sickle in subjects where a scalpel was needed”

“borderlands of identity: transracial adoptee, biracial, queer moms”

“to just step out of the car at seventy miles an hour”

“Never use the phone. That’s how people get caught, she said.”

“The body could have been a Pepsi can laying there”