“Why am I so weird all the time? Then again, having conversations with myself in my head doesn’t help.” — Kia Carrington-Russell Copy Share Image
“Writing is like painting. You sketch it, add colour, add depth and detail. You give it a final layer and then hang it proudly.” — Kia Carrington-Russell Copy Share
“My body is no longer mine. My soul dormant. I am once again, possessed. — Kia Carrington-Russell Copy Share
“I will protect him until I know he is safe and then I will have to leave him behind. I cannot be so selfish… — Kia Carrington-Russell Copy Share
“Why am I so weird all the time? Then again, having conversations with myself in my head doesn’t help.” — Kia Carrington-Russell Copy Share
“It’s my blood I carry. My soul I carry. My body. None of it belongs you to you,” I said, striking my hand out… — Kia Carrington-Russell Copy Share
“Energy is a being yet is not. For it to materialise it must be pure thus it turns into a crystal like form. That… — Kia Carrington-Russell Copy Share
“Pancakes! I jumped from my bed excitedly and jogged to the kitchen: my quick morning run.” — Kia Carrington-Russell Copy Share
“Some old traits never die, isn’t that right Kurt?” “And some are easily fixed with death. It was you who always taught me that,”… — Kia Carrington-Russell Copy Share
“I can be a woman on a mission. But I'll choose what mission that is. And that my friend is where youll see the… — Kia Carrington-Russell Copy Share
“Every step taken is the first of a new journey. Its up to me if I choose to contine walking or I might love… — Kia Carrington-Russell Copy Share
