“I'm beginning to grow into who I thought I might be.”
“I feel that if I kept it secret it might grow in my mind (as poisonous things grow in the dark) and take its place with the other terrible thoughts that gnaw me”
“But I was beginning to think the real problem might be that who I was was just not good enough.”
“I may be a slut, but I'm a slut who is growing a conscience.”
“I thought, "Well if I'm gonna react might as well overreact!”
“When I only begin to read, I forget I'm on this world. It lifts me on wings with high thoughts.”