“It can be hard for the cute girl. I was blond, cute, broke. I was beat up. I was thrown inside lockers. I was burned with cigarettes. My hair was lit on fire.” HardGirlFireHairBeatsBrokeCuteThrownBurnedCigaretteLitLockersCute Girl Author:Jenny McCarthy
“In the end, punk inevitably burned itself out and acted as a bridge across which the New Romantics could sashay in their chiffon and glossy hair.” EndsHairBridgesPunkBurned Author:Jo Brand
“This world,' she said. 'Do you really like it?' What a question! Farid never asked himself such things. He was glad to be with Dustfinger again and didn't mind where that was. It's a cruel world, don't you think?' Meggie went on. 'Mo often told me I forget how cruel it is too easily.' With his burned fingers, Farid stroke her fair hair. It shone even in the dark. 'They're all cruel,' he said. 'The world I come from, the world you come from, and this one, too. Maybe the people don't see the cruelty in your world right away, it's better hidden, but it's there all the same.” PeopleThinkingWorldMindSaidDarkForgetThis WorldHairFairsFingersGladCrueltyBurnedStrokesCruel WorldDustfinger Book:Inkspell Source: Inkspell
“It's like the smell of burned toast. You made the toast. You looked forward to it. You even enjoyed making it, but it burned. What were you doing? Was it your fault? It doesn't matter anymore. You open the window, but only the very top layer of the smell goes away. The rest remains around you. It's the walls. You leave the room, but it's on your clothes. You change your clothes, but it's in your hair. It's on the thin skin on the tops of your hand. And in the morning, it's still there.” MadeStillsMatterHandsRoomsMorningHairWallClothesWindowSkinsRemainsFaultsSmellEnjoyedLayersBurnedToasts Author:Elliot Perlman