Report, if you have a problem with this page“ As a teenager, I loved how I looked in the outfit of using drugs and exercising poor judgement. I had tried it on, spun around in the mirror, and decided I would choose this look, this image, this identity. But eventually and without realising it, the ability to choose had gone. I had become what at first I had only pretended to be. ”
Nadia Bolz-Weber
From : Pastrix: The Cranky
