“boys don't like smart girls they like push-around-in-a-cart kinda girls target-for-their-dart kinda girls meat-for-their-shark kinda girls” — Casey Renee Kiser Copy Share Image
“Oh, precious losing streak, you're too cute for your own good. I try to laugh about it but my face is made… — Casey Renee Kiser Copy Share Image
“pissing on photos, we wake parched in parallel realities i still end up drowning in visions he settles for the horror; hostage… — Casey Renee Kiser Copy Share Image
“I hear they make greeting cards now to thank your therapist... for NOTHING” — Casey Renee Kiser Copy Share Image
“We're in the business of melancholia and we are married to our work.” — Casey Renee Kiser Copy Share Image
“boys don't like smart girls they like push-around-in-a-cart kinda girls target-for-their-dart kinda girls meat-for-their-shark kinda girls” — Casey Renee Kiser Copy Share Image
“I'm a buried kind of beautiful. Bring a shovel and a shooting star I may be a night's work.” — Casey Renee Kiser Copy Share Image
“He wants my knees to bend to the bells. I hope there's rhythm in Hell.” — Casey Renee Kiser Copy Share Image
“Sometimes I look at him and I want to get on my best heels. Sometimes I look at him and I want to be… — Casey Renee Kiser Copy Share Image
“Go on down to the local palm reader, she'll spit out exactly what you feed her because honey, you already knew your husband was… — Casey Renee Kiser Copy Share Image
“Oh, precious losing streak, you're too cute for your own good. I try to laugh about it but my face is made of wood.” — Casey Renee Kiser Copy Share Image
“love me get lost in me but beware side effects include a lot of shivering, baby a lot of drinking, maybe a lot of… — Casey Renee Kiser Copy Share Image
“My pillow is as good as any ocean to drown in the nightmare of myself. I swam all the way here from the moon.” — Casey Renee Kiser Copy Share Image
“I'll let no man in, unless of course, he knocks. Walk right in to my heart with a thousand locks.” — Casey Renee Kiser Copy Share Image
“pissing on photos, we wake parched in parallel realities i still end up drowning in visions he settles for the horror; hostage to the… — Casey Renee Kiser Copy Share Image
