“We were girls in plaid skirts, loud and obnoxious, driving with the windows down. Capable students, nailing honor roll every year, despite our reputation. We were good kissers, decent dancers, fast with our hands. Desperate and dangerous. A little loose, sure. But desirable. Everyone knew. We were the girls who thought we were nothing if not this: a force, a flame, a million nerve ends electric with appetite and not afraid.” Young AdultGirlsComing Of AgeTeenagersRebelsColleen CurranWhores On The HillAstrid ThorntonJuli SungThisbe Newton Book:Whores on the Hill Source: Whores on the Hill
“We’re your daughters, mister. We’re your girlfriends, we’re your sisters, we’re your precious baby girls. Goddammit, listen.” FeminismGirlsColleen CurranWhores On The Hill Author:Colleen Curran