“don't fly too close to the sun," Tess Calls. "you'll burn the tips of your wings. Stay right with me. i'll keep you safe.” — Marcella Pixley Copy Share Image
“don't fly too close to the sun," Tess Calls. "you'll burn the tips of your wings. Stay right with me. i'll keep you safe.” — Marcella Pixley Copy Share
“And of course, there is always the F for failure. F for failing falling festering failure. F for fault. F for forgotten.” — Marcella Pixley Copy Share
“I became addicted to the guilt. The strange thrill of doing something so morbid, so off-color, and so completely wrong.” — Marcella Pixley Copy Share
