Quotes from the book "Skinny" by Ibi Kaslik

Here? In this waste of a place you call home?

Tell me, what does it feel like to almost die?

Almost, almost but not quite, you can function while starving.

Do you ever get hungry? Too hungry to eat?

Do you ever think about how your sickness affects your family?
Do you ever think about how your family affects your sickness?

He started the whole mess with those ice-blue eyes that kept me begging for my right to exist. Holly doesn't know what it's like to love someone who deosn't care whether you live or die. She doesn't yet realize that love unreturned eventually transforms into a fierce tangled mess, nerves and entrails exposed like split animal innards. She doesn't understand that sometimes the unrequited must demand reparations, that love can be a mean and spiteful process, that sometimes one loses patience with love. So, when the nerves and guts have seemingly been packed away, sewn in and cleaned up so as not to make all the innocent bystanders uncomfortable, the carrier of this love becomes heavy with a toxic lump that grows, slowly and steadily, into a fierce ball of scarred tissue.
Located two ribs below the heart, it is called hate.

Heart lesson #1: first meeting. Remember to keep breathing.

Heart lesson #2: incisions and loss.

How many ways can you say "self-destruction"?

Love me, love me more.

Injuries known as "crash injuries" are due to severe pressure.

You had your chance to love me, but you gave it up. Is it true? Or was it your only way?

Heart lesson #3: post-heartbreak survival.
The heart is resilient, I mean literally.

Heart lesson #4: the unrequited heart. You can't make anyone love you back.

Why do you love people who never love you back?

Love fades, doesn't it?

Just remember, love is always betrayal for you.

The thing you were most careful with, you lost.

I want you to curse every time you stole a kiss from his cheek and thought you knew love.

You're a real piece of work, you know that?

Funny that.
What?
How all the men in your life leave you for Holly.

It is important to appreciate that the lessening of pain does not necessarily indicate the underlying condition has been resolved.

This is the part where everyone says "I love you" and pretends they mean it.

"So many people love you, Giselle, so why can't you, just a little?"

I thought you wanted out.
I did.

I see my two stars erupt like satellites and begin to fall. Slowly, they descend, sinking into the earth's burnt core. The nightmare of the inside turned out, the unraveling: exploding limbs, mangled flesh, cracked by the impact of bone on bone. When I look up, the sky is filled with bright blue heartsacs impaled by fire. When I look down, I see my organs torn form their holes.

This is what it's like...

A lion-heart bursting. Entropy in reverse. It allg ets messed up, the senses criss-crossed, a borderless synesthesia. A minimum of images: I see her voice, a light on the wall, then shouts churn up into one colossal, unified skipping heartbeat, tiny explosions heard from outer space.

...to die.

And I don't know anything except that -
I am not in love with anyone anymore.

I'm too fast, too bloody. I'm on my second wind now.