Quotes About Vulnerability

The boy's no good. The boy is just no good. / but he takes you in his arms and pushes your flesh around to see if you could ever be ugly to him.

You're in a car with a beautiful boy, and you're trying not to tell him that you love him, and you're trying to choke down the feeling, and you're trembling, but he reaches over and he touches you, like a prayer for which no words exist, and you feel your heart taking root in your body, like you've discovered something you don't even have a name for.

Do you want it? Do you want anything I have? Will you throw me to the ground like you mean it, reach inside and wrestle it out with your bare hands? If you love me, Henry, you don't love me in a way I understand.

I swear, I end up feeling empty, like you've taken something out of me, and I have to search my body for the scars, thinking Did he find that one last tender place to sink his teeth in?

I like dead things, says the landscape. They cannot hurt me.

Don't move. Keep staring straight into my eyes.

There's a part in the movie where you can see right through the acting, where you can tell that I'm about to burst into tears, right before I burst into tears.

Leave the lights on. Keep talking. I'll keep walking toward the sound of your voice.

Please keep him safe. Let him lay his head on my chest and we will be like sailors, swimming in the sound of it, dashed to pieces.

This is the place, you say to yourself, this is the place where everything starts to begin, the wounds reveal a thicker skin and suddenly there is no floor.

here we are at the place where I get to beg for it where I get to say Please, for just one night, will you lay down next to me, we can leave our clothes on, we can stay all buttoned up? or will I say Roll over and let me fuck you till you puke, Henry, you owe me this much, you can indulge me this at least, can't you? but we both know how it goes. I say I want you inside me and you hold my head underwater, I say I want you inside me and you split me open with a knife.

You thought if you handed over your body he'd do something interesting.

Let's admit, without apology, what we do to each other.

All night I stretched my arms across him, rivers of blood, the dark woods, singing with all my skin and bone Please keep him safe. Let him lay his head on my chest and we will be like sailors, swimming in the sound of it, dashed to pieces.

but will you let me kiss your neck, baby? Do I have to tie your arms down? Do I have to stick my tongue in your mouth like the hand of a thief, like a burglary like it's just another petty theft? It makes me tired, Henry. Do you see what I mean? Do you see what I'm getting at?

You could drown in those eyes, I said, so it's summer, so it's suicide, so we're helpless in sleep and struggling at the bottom of the pool.

his skin barely keeping him inside.

There should be just one safe place in the world, I mean this world. People get hurt here.

I want to tell you this story without having to confess anything

here we are at the place where I get to beg for it, where I get to say Please, just for one night, will you lie down next to me

Let's say you're driving down the road with your eyes closed but my eyes are also closed.

I swallow your heart and it crawls right out of my mouth.

Let's admit, without apology, what we do to each other. We know who our enemies are. We know.

Imagine this: You're pulling the car over. Somebody's waiting. You're going to die in your best friend's arms. And you play along because it's funny, because it's written down, you've memorized it, it's all you know. I say the phrases that keep it all going, and everybody plays along. Imagine: Someone's pulling a gun, and you're jumping into the middle of it. You didn't think you'd feel this way.