Quotes From "Tantalized" By Nenia Campbell

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What do you want to do with your life, then?” is often the question I'm asked. To be honest, I don't know. I really don't. Mainly because I don't see myself living long enough for that to make much of a difference. Nenia Campbell
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For a moment, the cardboard sets come crashing down to reveal that squalling monster, reality, locked up in the confines of its man-made cage. It is a fearsome thing, beautiful, inherent only to itself. Faced with such naked, existential truths, I understand why humans worship flesh-eating monsters and bloodthirsty gods. But only for a moment. Nenia Campbell
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You are the playground of which I have free reign. Nenia Campbell
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I am waltzing with death, flirting with him, but he stands there smiling and saying nothing because he does not need to woo or be wooed: he knows he gets us all in the end. Nenia Campbell
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Isn't that just typical. You're either asking for it, or having it forced upon you without your consent. Who decided women always have to be passive in sex? Nenia Campbell
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You don't find the concept of illicit love at all engaging?”“ The concept, maybe. But in literature? That's like ordering a glass of tap water at a bar. Nenia Campbell
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I can't believe it. He is sporting a bona fide erection in the middle of class. All because of me. In history you learn about entire kingdoms crumbling into chaos because of a woman–or, in some cases, multiple women. I smile at Professor Delacroix, putting an extra bit of swing into my hips as I sashay out the door. I'm beginning to see just how easy it is to bring a man to his knees with a few flashes of bare skin, and the whispered promise of hot, sweaty sex. Nenia Campbell
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In some ways blowjobs are better than sex because when you have a mouthful of cock you can't make snide comments. Nenia Campbell
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You wanted to see me, Professor? Nenia Campbell
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Since when did psychiatry become one big, fat Myspace survey? Nenia Campbell
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Being depressed and suicidal doesn't mean wanting to kill yourself every moment of every day. It may be a fixed obsession, but sometimes it gets relegated to the back of your head. Rather, it means the world takes on the very cut and dry, black and white, unilateral aspect of a flowchart. Nenia Campbell
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I bask in that sympathy because it's nice to have somebody who cares, even if it's the wrong person for the wrong reasons. Nenia Campbell
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Sleeping is terrifying. When you close your eyes and surrender your consciousness to the void, you lose yourself–voluntarily–and you're trustingly assuming you'll find yourself back out of the labyrinth again. Usually you do. But sometimes you don't. It's that uncertainty, more than anything, which kills me. That I might not wake up, and wouldn't know it. That I could be dead, dreaming I'm alive. . Nenia Campbell
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The amount of sympathy you get from having an illness is paid out like a Ponzi scheme and psychiatric disorders are all the way at the bottom. Nenia Campbell