I failed eating, failed drinking, failed not cutting myself into shreds. Failed friendship. Failed sisterhood and daughterhood. Failed mirrors and scales and phone calls. Good thing I'm stable.
I don’t know how they do it. I don’t know how anybodydoes it, waking up every morning and eating and movingfrom the bus to the assembly line, where the teacherbotsinject us with Subject A and Subject...
I closed my eyes and let my enemy win.
I am spinning the silk threads of my story, weaving the fabric of my world.
I am spinning the silk threads of my story, weaving the fabric of my world. The tiny elf dancer became a wooden doll whose strings were jerked by people not paying attention. I spun out of control. Ea...
I am getting better at smiling when people expect it.
I am an iceberg drifting towards the edge of the map
I am almost a real girl the entire drive home. I went to a diner. I drank hot chocolate and ate french fries. Talked to a guy for a while. Laughed a couple of times. A little like ice-skating for the...
How did she do all of these things?She was bold, brave, stubborn, and smart. And Sarah Hale had a secret weapon…When Sarah saw something she didn’t like, she picked up her pen and wrote about it. She...
Heather is not at school today. Everybody is griping about her lame decorations. I bet she calls in sick the rest of the year. Heather should run away and join the Marines immediately.
Had she ever enjoyed anything? Had every day been a struggle? Perhaps death would be a release, a rest for the weary.
Good afternoon, Nathaniel. Kindly return my basket.Is that all you have to say? You disappoint me. I thought you would send me sailing into the horse trough at least. I guess you respect my new positi...
Flames curled out of all the windows next door. The rooftop beyond that was a lake of fire. Every building in sight was burning. The air was filled with crackling and popping sounds, with shrieks and...
First thought: It was a dreamSecond thought: No it wasn'tThird thought: Crap
Dr. Parker and all my parents live in a paper-mache world. They just patch up problems with strips of newspaper and a little glue.
Don't be so hard on yourself. Art is about making mistakes and learning from them.
Didn't help to ponder things that were forever gone. It only made a body restless and fill up with bees, all wanting to sting something.
Ci tenevamo per mano mentre percorrevamo il sentiero di pan di zenzero dentro la foresta, col sangue che ci gocciolava dalle dita. Danzavamo con le streghe e baciavamo i mostri. Ci trasformammo in rag...
Censorship is the child of fear and the father of ignorance. Our children cannot afford to have the truth of the world withheld from them. They need us to be brave enough to give them great books so t...
Before the suffragettes came along, women were treated like dogs... They were dolls, with no thoughts, or opinions, or voices of their own. Then the suffragettes marched in, full of loud, in-your-face...