“Trixie felt the sting of the skin as it split, the sweet welling rise of blood.It hurt, though not as much as everything else.”

“Crazy girls did this, girls who walked like zombies through YA novels.But.Trixie felt the sting of the skin as it split, the sweet welling rise of blood.It hurt, though not as much as everything else idd.”

“DO you think it hurts to die?" Not as much as it hurts to live, Trixie thought.”

“I wonder if it's putting on someone else's skin for a while that she likes so much, or if it's the option of being able to send back a circumstance that just doesn't suit you.”

“It was possible, Trixie supposed, that everyone had two faces: Some of us did a better job of hiding it than others.”

“At home I was raped by a guy i thought I loved' Trixie said, because thats what it was to her and always would be.”

“Trixie seesawed between wishing everyone would leave her alone and wondering why everyone treated her like a leper.”