I feel liquefied, like a cucumber forgotten in the crisper drawer, and I want to hold myself at arm's length and carry m — Laini Taylor, Night of Cake & Puppets

I feel liquefied, like a cucumber forgotten in the crisper drawer, and I want to hold myself at arm's length and carry m — Laini Taylor, Night of Cake & Puppets

I feel liquefied, like a cucumber forgotten in the crisper drawer, and I want to hold myself at arm's length and carry m — Laini Taylor, Night of Cake & Puppets

I feel liquefied, like a cucumber forgotten in the crisper drawer, and I want to hold myself at arm's length and carry m — Laini Taylor, Night of Cake & Puppets

I feel liquefied, like a cucumber forgotten in the crisper drawer, and I want to hold myself at arm's length and carry m — Laini Taylor, Night of Cake & Puppets

I feel liquefied, like a cucumber forgotten in the crisper drawer, and I want to hold myself at arm's length and carry me to the trash. Who is this sack of slush masquerading as me? It's intolerable.

— Laini Taylor, Night of Cake & Puppets

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