“That's better, little bird," he speaks to me under his breath, and his words hit me harder than any whip of a belt could ever do. Little bird. Sam always used to call me that. My Sam, caring, protective, sweet… — D.S. Wrights Copy Share Image
“Worry is the worst kind of torture, because it makes you realize that you are not in control. And, what I need most, is… — D.S. Wrights Copy Share Image
“Through me you go into a city of weeping; through me you go into eternal pain; through me you go amongst the lost people.”… — D.S. Wrights Copy Share Image
“Nothing is more painful as feeling as if someone is trying to forcefully put you back together again, without having any glue on hand to keep your pieces attached to each other. Because it makes you look at the shards at your feet, at the shards that you once were and never will be again. It makes you want to… — D.S. Wrights Copy Share
“I don’t care if it’s hate now, or if it’s love. I mean something to her, and that’s the most precious thing to me” — D.S. Wrights Copy Share Image
“All of this feels so much more like a nightmare than reality, but only reality hurts this much” — D.S. Wrights Copy Share Image
“My beautiful little bird has become a bird of prey, and it suits her oh-so-well” — D.S. Wrights Copy Share Image
