limps to me, her eyes wide and brimming with tears. They shine like stars, it's as if she pulled them down from the sky. Her face is red, from cold and crying, and she's rubbing ferociously at her nose to stop it from running.
I used to be one of those kids who loved school. Who woke up every morning and was excited to learn. Now I hate school. It's not about learning anymore, it's about how well you can remember stuff and how hard you can work. It sucks and it gives me
"Marlboro are the best you can buy. How can a girl like you afford these?" I look him dead in the eye "Darling, If I want to kill myself I'm going to do it in style. If you want to be the best you smoke the best.
This teacup notifies the drinker that they have been poisoned only after they have finished the entire drink. Gertrude received a similar after-the-fact notification when she began to feel sick after she took a sip from a poisoned drink.