I shake my head, watching snow tumble and swirl from an all-white sky. The world seems so clean if you only look up
Lauren DeStefanoHer mind is a bird that's trapped inside her skull, flapping and thrashing, never breaking free.
Lauren DeStefanoThe seeds are tiny, unborn things, and I resent them. They'll be planted and they'll grow into exactly what they're meant to be.
Lauren DeStefano