“I've had so much time to think that my words have deserted. All that's left is the ache and frustration of being alive - it must be the worst kind of hell to be dead, and not to be heard.” — Vikki Wakefield Copy Share Image
“I want to let go of everything, every nagging little part of me that wants to stop because this is the vortex. The quicksand… — Vikki Wakefield Copy Share
“I thought about loneliness. How its not something you catch and mostly we choose it. How a trouble shared is a trouble halved but… — Vikki Wakefield Copy Share
“So you're all alone. And, for a short while, at least until it sinks in, you can fake anything.” — Vikki Wakefield Copy Share
“I've had so much time to think that my words have deserted. All that's left is the ache and frustration of being alive -… — Vikki Wakefield Copy Share
“You can't always make good choices. Sometimes you have to settle for making a choice you can live with.” — Vikki Wakefield Copy Share
“Maybe that was the thing about beginnings - they always seemed better than middles or endings. And if only I ever had beginnings and… — Vikki Wakefield Copy Share
“I know that this is as close as I'll ever get. He's broken in ways I'm not.” — Vikki Wakefield Copy Share
