“I could cut a star out of paper and drop it.”
“Cut him out in little stars.”
“It was like death by a thousand paper cuts.”
“It surged inside me, setting every nerve ending alight, making me feel like I could snap my fingers and stop time, cut the stars from the heavens.”
“I want to paper cut her. On every square inch of her body. And then roll her in salt water.”
“I suppressed a shudder at the image. Blood is so very gross to me. If Igive myself a paper cut, I nearly hyperventilate.”