Right now, for me, it's only about winning

All of a sudden, I wonder if Billie Holiday ever sang in front of the mirror.

When mama does my hair, she spills all the tea.

You've got your mama's smile. Never really noticed before.

Here I am, facing myself like Celie. "Well?" I say. "Get on with it.

So that rolling around in milk thing was stupid. So was the baking soda experiment. And I'm embarrassed to confess that for three months straight, I'd sit with yogurt on my face for fifteen minutes every night...

I don't need a bunch of fake friends. I only need one. One real friend.

Every family has some form of crazy, trust me.