“I felt like the sky around me was closing me in. Trapping me in some sort of bubble where time stands still and grief would linger on forever.” — Molli Fields Copy Share Image
“I guess it’s also not a good thing when you start relating yourself to a late nineteenth century nut bag who shot himself, but… — Molli Fields Copy Share Image
“And I watched the first man I ever kissed walk away from me forever. My heart full of nothing but regret, my brain full… — Molli Fields Copy Share Image
“I felt like the sky around me was closing me in. Trapping me in some sort of bubble where time stands still and grief… — Molli Fields Copy Share Image
