This is how it feels to die: It starts from outside and works its way in. — Sarah Wylie Copy Share Image
My heart jumps out of its cage to see what the fuss is about. Damn thing. Always so hopeful, but my voice hides it… — Sarah Wylie Copy Share Image
“Some people would call what I do to Jack bullying, but you have to understand that I’ve known him since elementary school. We have… — Sarah Wylie Copy Share Image
Most people think the biggest sacrifice, the greates act of love you can give is to die for someone. And probably it is. But… — Sarah Wylie Copy Share Image
Even now, it's still hard for him to say it. I don't blame him. It's an icky word. Why couldn't whoever was in charge… — Sarah Wylie Copy Share Image
My heart throbs and aches and, for once, it's not for myself. It's for all of us. It's for everyone who knows what it's… — Sarah Wylie Copy Share Image
This is how it feels to die: It starts from outside and works its way in. — Sarah Wylie Copy Share Image
Her expression falls slightly as she senses that my walls are up and she's not nearly strong enough to climb over. Not even today… — Sarah Wylie Copy Share Image
