May 8, 2013
February 11, 2013
I want to kiss you, big man. Give you a big sloppy, wet kiss. You won’t tell anyone that? Inch by inch the elephant fucked the ant.
January 28, 2013
January 19, 2013
December 25, 2012
Please don’t call me a clever girl, Mr. Phillotson, there are too many of us about these days.
November 26, 2012
If being crazy means living life as if it matters, then I don’t mind being completely insane.
November 17, 2012
Just pretending? You brought pretending into this family, James. You showed us we can change things by simply believing them to be different.
November 12, 2012
If I wasn’t such a bad woman on the page, I couldn’t be such a good woman in life.
November 9, 2012
What? Do you think a first class girl can’t drink?
November 7, 2012
“No, no, no. It’s not the cheating. It’s the hunger - the hunger for an alternative and the refusal to accept a life of unhappiness.”
It doesn’t matter what I feel. It doesn’t matter what I think. The dead are still dead.