“If it’s spoken of in whispers now it’s because the world has worn its voice screaming about it in the past.” — Kayla Krantz Copy Share Image
“You pushed me down to the depths of my sorrow until I thought I wouldn’t see the light of day again. You expected me… — Kayla Krantz Copy Share Image
“I’ve always preferred moths to butterflies. They aren’t flashy or cocky; they mind their own business and just try to blend in with their… — Kayla Krantz Copy Share Image
“The moods he's shown me have all been vastly different...as different as summer and winter, sometimes with fall between them.” — Kayla Krantz Copy Share Image
“I want to feel the rush of death, the high of utter nothingness, the fragility of my own mortality. Let it slip through my… — Kayla Krantz Copy Share Image
“I want a fairytale romance in a make-believe land. Let’s run through the beautiful meadow and pretend the walls aren’t closing in. One trip… — Kayla Krantz Copy Share Image
“If it’s spoken of in whispers now it’s because the world has worn its voice screaming about it in the past.” — Kayla Krantz Copy Share Image
