Serible Creative

They were like gold in our playground lunch economy. Now they only taste good when I'm drunk or hormonal.

I know pretty much what I like and dislike; but please, don’t ask me who I am. A passionate, fragmentary girl, maybe?  --Sylvia Plath

Until I met him, I'd forgotten how much I liked my hair. That I'd started straightening it because even though they never said they disliked it curly, boys always complemented me when it was straight.