7 Quotes by Amber Dawn

I swung my hips around like I unscrewed at the waist.

Morning came in through the blinds cutting everything into ribbons.

I’m jealous – not of their money to spend, but jealous that, for them, going home is a simple matter of turning down the correct lane.

I had spent so much time secretly scared of rape that in that moment I was hardly even afraid anymore. Or rather I had moved on to my next fear—what happens when it’s over? Would I be left there, alone? Injured? Or worse?

When he did appear his eyes were as brown as I remembered, pupils flecked with gold like beach pebbles.

No, you don’t write about love for the very same reason you refuse to learn to roller skate. You dislike the idea of introducing anything that requires hurting yourself repeatedly before you get good at it.

Silence is the work of people who can’t comprehend that change is possible.