Stacey

“I'm the girl who is lost in space, the girl who is disappearing always, forever fading away and receding farther and farther into the background. Just like the Cheshire cat, someday I will suddenly leave, but the artificial warmth of my smile, that phony, clownish curve, the kind you see on miserably sad people and villains in Disney movies, will remain behind as an ironic remnant. I am the girl you see in the photograph from some party someplace or some picnic in the park, the one who is in fact soon to be gone. When you look at the picture again, I want to assure you, I will no longer be there. I will be erased from history, like a traitor in the Soviet Union. Because with every day that goes by, I feel myself becoming more and more invisible...”
― Elizabeth Wurtzel, Prozac Nation

“Ruth handed her a slice of bacon, as if that would fix everything, which it nearly did, judging by the look on her face.”
― Mary Ellen Taylor, The Brighter the Light

“Write a short story every week. It's not possible to write 52 bad short stories in a row.”
― Ray Bradbury

“It’s a big deal to share your grief with other people—to give them a glimpse of the pain you carry.”
― Katherine Center, Things You Save in a Fire