“You pushed me down to the depths of my sorrow until I thought I wouldn’t see the light of day again. You expected me to drown, didn’t you? To be left there for an eternity, waiting for your hand to… — Kayla Krantz Copy Share Image
“I want to feel the rush of death, the high of utter nothingness, the fragility of my own mortality. Let it slip through my fingers like sand and when it's gone for good, I'll be none the wiser.” — Kayla Krantz Copy Share Image
“You pushed me down to the depths of my sorrow until I thought I wouldn’t see the light of day again. You expected me… — Kayla Krantz Copy Share Image
“I’ve always preferred moths to butterflies. They aren’t flashy or cocky; they mind their own business and just try to blend in with their… — Kayla Krantz Copy Share Image
“The moods he's shown me have all been vastly different...as different as summer and winter, sometimes with fall between them.” — Kayla Krantz Copy Share Image
“I want to feel the rush of death, the high of utter nothingness, the fragility of my own mortality. Let it slip through my… — Kayla Krantz Copy Share Image
“I want a fairytale romance in a make-believe land. Let’s run through the beautiful meadow and pretend the walls aren’t closing in. One trip… — Kayla Krantz Copy Share Image
“If it’s spoken of in whispers now it’s because the world has worn its voice screaming about it in the past.” — Kayla Krantz Copy Share Image
