Living Dead Girl by Eluzabeth Scott

"Every day I am an open sore, a walking scream, and it doesn't matter. No one sees me. " Pg 120 "Watch feelings cross like shadows, pity understanding horror lust." Pg126 "I had forgotten how much feelings hurt" Pg 146 "in the end blood and tears are alike because they stop too. You can't have either go on forever. " Pg 158