There's nothing but pills and ashes under her skin.

About Me: I like rosy cheeks and boys who smell like dryer sheets, circles and dots of all sizes, cadmium red and the way paint feels when you move it, blankets and twinkle lights. I don't like fish and their lips and their scales and fins and eyes and the way they move. I wish I had a pet turtle, I would name him Cecil. If I were what I wanted to be when I was 8, I would be an artist. I am only a bit of an artist. I like people who are genuine and have nothing to hide. I want to be more genuine, I would respect myself more. I don't like the sound of food being chewed or the sight of it going into mouths or the thought of it going down throats. Cooking shows are too lush and they make me feel exposed. I am only beginning to see that I am worthy.