“You're so mean,' I said. 'You're like one of those people who upload pictures of themselves where they look really hot and the other person looks like shit.” — Shirley Marr Copy Share Image
“I walked up to the window, raised my palm and pressed it against the pane. It left a bloodied handprint. Through the red shape—my… — Shirley Marr Copy Share Image
“I was thinking that if it really was my fault, if every reaction could be traced to an action before, then at the very beginning would be me at the canteen queue with my twenty-dollar note instead of my packed lunch. In turn I could blame my mother for not caring enough and maybe I could blame my father for… — Shirley Marr Copy Share
“I want to grow up and do something cool with my life, such as build an orphanage in a third world country like all… — Shirley Marr Copy Share Image
“My uniform felt like a costume. I put on a fresh coat of black nail polish. I twisted up a tube of Revlon Red… — Shirley Marr Copy Share Image
“I grabbed Lexi’s tousled head and kissed her hair. She smelt like John-Paul Gaultier and blood.” — Shirley Marr Copy Share
“Neil once told me you had to become a monster so that you didn't become the victim of one instead. I don't care what… — Shirley Marr Copy Share Image
“I swapped my heart for a bargaining chip a long time ago. And here I am turning it over and over again in my… — Shirley Marr Copy Share Image
“If you're hoping to party like it's 1999 because Prince told you the world was going to end in 2000, then I'm sorry to… — Shirley Marr Copy Share Image
“You don’t give your mum enough credit for raising you, Elle. Look at you. Teenage sweetheart with a sugar shell and strychnine centre. We… — Shirley Marr Copy Share Image
“Brian, maybe you are right after all. It was a plan. It had a beginning, middle and an end. We knew what we wanted… — Shirley Marr Copy Share Image
“So it is just you and your friends then.” “Yes. Is that so hard to believe?” Is it because we’re girls? I want to… — Shirley Marr Copy Share Image
“Neil said to me once that in times of desperation, you have to force yourself to make a decision. It's your choice, he said.… — Shirley Marr Copy Share Image
