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It angered him that his sexuality was an issue at all. As far as he was concerned, who he decided to sleep with was his business alone.

— Christina Westover

June, you have killed my sincerity too. I will never again know who I am, what I am, what I love, what I want. Your beauty has drowned me, the core of me. You carry away with you a part of me reflected in you. When your beauty struck me, it dissolved me. Deep down, I am not different from you. I dreamed you, I wished for your existence. You are the woman I want to be. I see in you that part of me which is you. I feel compassion for your childish pride, for your trembling unsureness, your dramatization of events, you're enhancing of the loves given to you. Furthermore, I surrender my sincerity because if I love you it means we share the same fantasies, the same madness.

— Anaïs Nin