I don't eat bread.' Is she pouting? It's hard to tell. She's had a lot of chemicals injected into her face.

Cute" is one of those words people use when they know you're smart enough to realize "you've got so much personality" means "you're ugly.

My name is Danielle. I'm eighteen. I've been stealing things for as long as I can remember

Well as much as I'm sure the people next door who are pretending they aren't looking at me would like to hear what I have to say, I'd rather say it to just you.

I'm so not interesting in having to try and make something out of foil." What, you didn't like the poncho with wraparound leggings?" It was beyond hideou- wait a minute. You watch that show?" My mom loves it." But your suppose to be sulking in the basement getting ready to light fires." What can I say? I'm a failure as a teenager. I watch TV with my mom.

My father looked like he was having a stroke— not that Mel seemed to notice because he just kept talking. “Patrick needs a ride. No car, you know, and so I figured, hey, I can pick up some gas money.” He laughed. No one else did, and now Patrick looked like he was trying to push himself inside the door and hide.

I didn’t want to see it. I didn’t think he’d ever really notice me, and in the end, he didn’t.