Every time I say sure when I mean no, every time I smile brightly when Im exploding with rage, every time I imagine my mans achievement is my own, I know the cheerleader never really died. I feel her shaking her ass inside me and I hear her breathless, girlish voice mutter T-E-A-M, Yea, Team. – Louise Bernikow
Between sisters, often, the child’s cry never dies down. Never leave me, it says; do not abandon me. – Louise Bernikow
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