Stephanie Perkins

Growing up, there’d been so many times she’d wished her mom could be a lawyer or a banker or a producer, the kind of jobs some of her friends’ parents had. But when her mother had been invited to show at the prestigious Biennale, and Luba had sold a ring so Sophie could accompany her, she’d been so proud of her mother, the artist.

The whole mess started when I lit the church on fire

My list of achievements is quite impressive, if I do say so myself.

My failures equal one.

It’s such a bullshit word.

it’s not enough to make her stay.