“Sometimes I sit and stare out at the people walking by, wondering if they’ve felt as I’ve felt, trapped, alone, but guiltily content in the knowledge that I will never know another’s thoughts, and therefore can feel special due to… — Moryah DeMott Copy Share Image
“Such a funny thing, time. You spend your whole life wishing there was more or less of it, never realizing that the time already… — Moryah DeMott Copy Share Image
“I’m in love with fiction. A fantasy that slips between my fingers when reality sets in.” — Moryah DeMott Copy Share Image
“You had me believing that I was crazy. Every time I broke down over what seemed like nothing, it was you.’ Bade ran an… — Moryah DeMott Copy Share Image
“My heart is torn in tiny pieces scattered throughout the years. I exist in several places because you carry those pieces with you, wherever… — Moryah DeMott Copy Share Image
“Music is another language, one so close to actual thought, strung together, sometimes staccato, flowing, and sometimes even nonsensical or harsh to the ears.… — Moryah DeMott Copy Share Image
“Tell me that you don’t love me, and I’ll leave you alone. In this time or the next. Tell me that you don’t feel… — Moryah DeMott Copy Share Image
“Having a rather pessimistic outlook on life makes for the best philosophical discussions; distress is the only real reason to question something; comfort often… — Moryah DeMott Copy Share Image
“Sometimes I sit and stare out at the people walking by, wondering if they’ve felt as I’ve felt, trapped, alone, but guiltily content in… — Moryah DeMott Copy Share Image
