Quotes About Boundaries

Most people wouldn't like their friends if they got into their phones.

You don't get to be anything slash anything.

My shrink would say that I'm not respecting boundaries

Right," you say, "everyone says that love makes the world go around, but it also makes the world a cruel, exclusive place. Like a book club that tells you there's no more room at the table.

So you did think of it as my 'job' to carry your offspring into this world. The second you knew about your seed planted inside of me, I stopped being a person to you.

You want to go places you can't go.

Meg often slept with men she didn't want to sleep with: she didn't know how to say no. More precisely, she didn't know she was allowed to say no.

Sometimes, to live your life, you had to protect yourself against what other people might take from you.

Whoa, cowboy! I don't have phone sex on the first phone call.

The Fat Girl Code of Conduct: 1. Any sexual activity is a secret. No public displays of affection. 2. Don't discuss your weight with him. 3. Go further than skinny girls. If you can't sell him on your body, you'd better overcompensate with sexual perks. 4. Never, ever, ever, ever, ever push the relationship thing.

Does "doing exactly what I want" mean not thinking about other people's feelings? Because that's just not the kind of person I am. Maybe it can mean whatever I want it to mean, like taking care of myselfand not letting people walk over me

The line between stupid teenaged behavior that causes an end to teenaged lives and stupid teenaged behavior that turns into a prank is very thin. Kids

People around the world are confusing the therapeutic value of self-expression with permission to manipulate others with their wounds.

You have to take care of your heart. But at what cost?

There's a line I have that our family was designed more for public than for private. But there are definitely some things that are only mine. I am someone who dreams at night, and you don't know what I'm dreaming.

I suspect that no matter what happens I will allow it to hurt me. Eat away at my insides, as it were—as it will be. As it always has been. Why am I so accessible? Why do I give myself to people who will always and should always remain strangers? I have always relied on the cruelty of strangers and I must stop it now.

I've washed that man right into my hair He's sat in my chair and slept in my bed He's eaten all my porridge and climbed inside my head

My want can only do so much in terms of changing what's actually occuring with other people, and I'd like to keep it that way. I don't want to feel that if I had wanted something more, or had said one other thing, or had worn a different dress, or had been more mysterious, or more open, then I would get something or someone I wouldn't get otherwise.

I loved him and he allowed it

I had to keep telling her I'd promised not to let her violate me.

I think that sometimes, when you're with the wrong person, you try to become what that person wants. You lose yourself and who you are, just a little bit, but that doesn't mean you can't get it back.

I'm a private person too, and we don't ever film anything in our home because it's off limits. It's like letting people see your messy house.

There are many things in life worth getting temporarily tired for, but there is nothing in life worth getting permanently tired for.

Laws should act as the lower limits of acceptable behavior, not as a guide to noble action.