His eyebrows drew together. He was perilously close to unibrow; I guess nobody had held him down and administered a good plucking to the caterpillar climbing across his forehead.
Lilith SaintcrowThe only place their voices were left was in my head. It was better than being alone but it was so, so lonely.
Lilith SaintcrowI don't even have moderately big breasticles. They just look like - well, nevermind what they look like. At least they stay strapped down when I worm into a sports bra.
Lilith SaintcrowFirst you find out what you have, Dad would say. Then you figure out how to make it work for what you need, 'cause you don't get what you want. You get just what you have and no more.
Lilith Saintcrow