“Pain writes the words, sorrow wields the pen, tears wet the paper, and the story mends the heart.” — Piper Payne Copy Share Image
“He knows her like man knows earth, touching the surface but unaware of her depth.” — Piper Payne Copy Share Image
“If love were human I would’ve set them on fire by now — a screaming blaze of smoke and flesh. I’d breathe… — Piper Payne Copy Share Image
“Sometimes I can feel my darkness, like a fragment of nerves inside of me somewhere, sparking my hate. I picture it moving… — Piper Payne Copy Share Image
“Pain writes the words, sorrow wields the pen, tears wet the paper, and the story mends the heart.” — Piper Payne Copy Share Image
“There is something beautiful about a blank canvas, the nothingness of the beginning that is so simple and breathtakingly pure. It’s the paint that… — Piper Payne Copy Share Image
“He knows her like man knows earth, touching the surface but unaware of her depth.” — Piper Payne Copy Share Image
“If love were human I would’ve set them on fire by now — a screaming blaze of smoke and flesh. I’d breathe in the… — Piper Payne Copy Share Image
“Sometimes I can feel my darkness, like a fragment of nerves inside of me somewhere, sparking my hate. I picture it moving throughout my… — Piper Payne Copy Share Image
