“DO you think it hurts to die?" Not as much as it hurts to live, Trixie thought.”

“Trixie felt the sting of the skin as it split, the sweet welling rise of blood.It hurt, though not as much as everything else.”

“It's crazy, right? To love someone who's hurt you? It's even crazier to think that someone who hurts you loves you.”

“I loved Alex so much that it was easier to let him hurt me than to watch him hurt himself.”

“[I] don't think I was trying to kill myself. I just wanted to hurt, and understand exactly whay I was hurting. This made sense: you cut, you felt pain, period.”

“At home I was raped by a guy i thought I loved' Trixie said, because thats what it was to her and always would be.”

“When I kept someone else from getting hurt, did I hurt you?”