Is it possible to tell the truth in a society of lies? Or must you always, of necessity, become a liar?

And if you lie to a liar, is the sun somehow negated or reversed?

Lies are just stories, and stories are all that matter. We all tell stories. Some are more truthful than others, maybe, but in the end the only thing that counts is what you can make people believe.

Because even if the lie is beautiful, the truth is what you face in the end.

There are so many of us, so many girls. The world wants us for our wombs or our bodies, or it doesn't want us at all.

It's ridiculous what society tells people, that you have to wear this.

I raised my children so they can go anywhere they want in Hutchinson. I'm glad society has changed.