Bologna girl, that's me.

i decapitated dandelions all morning, leaving carnage and death strewn into my path.

Each reader has to find her or his own message within a book.

Because I am still a little girl who believes in Santa and the tooth fairy and you.

She looks like a china doll, observed Grandfather as we departed. I will break just as easily, I muttered.

i was raped, too sexually assaulted in seventh grade, tenth grade. the summer after graduation, at a party i was 16 i was 14 i was 5 and he did it for three years i loved him i didn't even know him he was my best friend's brother, my grandfather, father, mommy's boyfriend, my date, my cousin, my coach i met him for the first time that night and- 4 guys took turns, and- i'm a boy and this happened to me, and- ...i got pregnant i gave up my daughter for adoption... did it happen to you, too?

I am getting better at smiling when people expect it.