Where did you get that dress?
I stole it from a homeless person," I say straight-faced. "She was lying right beside the stripper that gave you yours.

I have no clue. I have ovaries; therefore, I repel all things mechanical.

You are such a piece of shit," I yell into the quiet cab, slapping the horn accidentally. It makes a sound like a wounded duck. "Don't you talk back to me! You're this close to going to car heaven at the junk yard.

Forgive thyself little, and others much.

I've never been crazy. I'm a very good girl, to be honest. I don't do anything to hurt anybody.

I look up to my mom. She's a beautiful woman.