When a Wanderess has been caged, or perched with her wings clipped, She lives like a Stoic, She lives most heroic, smiling with ruby, moistened lips once her cup of Death is welcome sipped.
I can feel like a hag some days if I want! And I can tell everybody how insecure I am if I want! Or I can be pretty and pretend to think I'm a hag out of fake modesty _- I can do that if I want, too. Because you, Livingston, are not the boss of me and what kind of girl I become.
The Disreputable History of Frankie Landau-Banks
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I can feel like a hag some days if I want! And I can tell everybody how insecure I am if I want! Or I can be pretty and pretend to think I'm a hag out of fake modesty _- I can do that if I want, too. Because you, Livingston, are not the boss of me and what kind of girl I become.
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