“ I felt less like Cinderella and more like used drywall. Perpetually screwed. ”
I tried to speak, to tell Kit I wasn't dead. No sound came out. But I managed to lift one arm a few inches and execute a tiny wave. Hello, still alive. In a fuck ton of pain, but not dead.
~ Sonya Bateman
I’m so far from lucky, I’m kissing its ass from the other side.
