Taste of metal on my tongue. Poison the color of envy- I'm delirious, you're delicious, I'm deluded and delusional. I'm lost without you. I need you.
Cecily von Ziegesarthe only way to tolerate the thought of her mother sleeping with that man was to get drunk-very drunk.
Cecily von ZiegesarI avoid the young adult section altogether if possible, although it's sometimes fun to catch a girl lying on the floor, reading "Gossip Girl."
Cecily von ZiegesarEven now, I change my style and clothes from one day to the next, but during high school I blended in. I think a lot of people are that way. I guess that's why I can write about an array of characters.
Cecily von Ziegesar