Erika Breezy (Sustainably.Spooky)

“No one now will ever fuck with me! I’m the ghost-friended badass who snuck into Mombie’s dressing room, I’m a preteen hellion who emits her own scent : the awesome stink of a girl who bites, the blood-muddied funk of the bramble cats! In Grandpa Hack’s Horror Mirrors each mirror shows you killed a different way, but no matter the mirror, no matter the wound, no matter stabbed all over, tractor-crushed, or drowned, I look wild and dirty always, a dirt bike gang’s kitten. Someone waiting to sink rabies into the steak of your neck.”
― Holly Wilson

“This was the moment my awakening began, Jeanie told me. She said Free will’s bullshit, that acorns grow into acorn trees. That if from birth you’re planted with AutoZone Assistant Manager energy then that is the exact thing the Universe demands you be. When I said No way, that I didn’t believe it, she knocked me down and called me Thundercunt and said Thundercunt, this is why the Universe sent me.”
― Holly Wilson

“So what was it like? I say. What was it like dying? Here he floats close to me, looks me straight in my eyes, my face. He doesn’t cry or wail. All his fires burn steady. What was it like? You can tell me, I say. I fell from the sky on fire, he says, and when he says it he’s smiling. I was Icarus. I was art, he says. It was fucking amazing.”
― Holly Wilson

“Motherfucker, be quiet, this is a library! Asstard, you’re always such an Asstard Bitch! for the first time I say. Is such language mean? Does it cause suffering? Maybe, who knows, I don’t fucking care. My tongue had been freed and my words were heartfelt. Heartfelt because that’s where I fucking felt them, burning.”
― Holly Wilson