Everyone seems to want more form me. I am a thoroughly disappointing girl around. I shall wear a scarlet 'D' upon my bosom for all to see so that they will know not to raise their expectations.
It's so laughable that it's somewhere beyond comedy and right into tragedy again.
There is never any turning back Gemma. You have to go forward. Make the future yours.
Because you can't keep up the illusion forever," I say. "No one has that much magic.
Does my new feminism make me look fat?
Eve didn't choose to eat the apple. She was tempted by the serpent." "Yes," I argue, thoughts coming out half-formed. "But...she didn't have to take a bite. She chose to.