I suppose it doesn't occur to you that I can think the system just as unjust as you do.
Malorie BlackmanOne of us... One of them... One of us... One of them... A rhythm playing like train wheels on a circular track -- never ending but going nowhere.
Malorie BlackmanA backup plan means somewhere in my head, I think I might fail and that word is not in my vocabulary. Plus I'm too talented to fail.
Malorie Blackman