{"author":"Leah Raeder","author_id":"Leah+Raeder","total_quotes":29,"quotes":[{"text":"Kintsugi is a pottery technique. When something breaks, like a vase, they glue it back together with melted gold. Instead of making the cracks invisible, they make them beautiful. To celebrate the history of the object. What it's been through. And I was just... Thinking of us like that. My heart full of gold veins, instead of cracks.","author":"Leah Raeder","tags":["heartbreak","love","reconciliation"],"id":2722,"author_id":"Leah+Raeder"},{"text":"We looked at each other with that resentment you feel when you want something so much it’s causing you pain, so much you start to hate it a little.","author":"Leah Raeder","tags":["hate"],"id":12162,"author_id":"Leah+Raeder"},{"text":"I was so sure this was different, the kind of story they made movies and books about, but in the end it was just a summer to a summer, a dizzying breath of honeysuckle and whiskey and candle smoke, inhaled, held, let go.","author":"Leah Raeder","tags":["romance"],"id":15247,"author_id":"Leah+Raeder"},{"text":"Every time I opened my mouth, flame licked up my throat. I could have razed vil­lages, kid­napped princesses.","author":"Leah Raeder","tags":["desire","energy","flame"],"id":28757,"author_id":"Leah+Raeder"},{"text":"The brain is an incredible multitasker. At the same time that it’s piercing itself with superheated needles of anguish, it’s ruthlessly making plans, contingencies, plotting out a future, giving zero fucks whether it’ll ever see it. On the day I die, it’ll be calculating what to have for dinner as it bombards itself with pain signals from my amputated legs or my clocked-out heart.","author":"Leah Raeder","tags":["heartbreak","love"],"id":35202,"author_id":"Leah+Raeder"},{"text":"If two people could make each other smile and laugh and forget all the pain and darkness in the world for a moment, why should we feel ashamed of it?","author":"Leah Raeder","tags":["homophobia","lgbt","love","pride"],"id":91742,"author_id":"Leah+Raeder"},{"text":"But every stroke of the brush, every lyric, every word whispered between human beings resulted from the pain of being alone. In our haunted heads, our imperfect bodies. Islands carved from clay and bone, our skulls like shells full of mist.","author":"Leah Raeder","tags":["alone","brush","lyric","shells","skulls"],"id":113644,"author_id":"Leah+Raeder"},{"text":"Girls love each other like animals. There is something ferocious and unself-conscious about it. We don't guard ourselves like we do with boys. No one trains us to shield our hearts from each other. With girls, it's total vulnerability from the beginning. Our skin is bare and soft. We love with claws and teeth and the blood is just proof of how much. It's feral.And it's relentless.","author":"Leah Raeder","tags":["lesbian","lgbt","love","obsession","queer"],"id":123134,"author_id":"Leah+Raeder"},{"text":"Part of falling in love with someone is actually falling in love with yourself. Realizing that you're gorgeous, you're fearless and unpredictable, you're a firecracker spitting light, entrancing a hundred faces that stare up at you with starry eyes.","author":"Leah Raeder","tags":["love"],"id":139737,"author_id":"Leah+Raeder"},{"text":"Suicide isn't really about death, though. It's about change. Release.","author":"Leah Raeder","tags":["suicide"],"id":163291,"author_id":"Leah+Raeder"}],"pagination":{"page":1,"page_size":10,"total":29,"pages":3,"next":"?page=2\u0026page_size=10"}}