“I told her about the best and the worst. The slow and sleepy places where weekdays rolled past like weekends and Mondays didn’t matter. Battered shacks perched on cliffs overlooking the endless, rumpled sea. Afternoons spent waiting on the docks,… — Vikki Wakefield Copy Share Image
“I want to let go of everything, every nagging little part of me that wants to stop because this is the vortex. The quicksand… — Vikki Wakefield Copy Share Image
“I thought about loneliness. How its not something you catch and mostly we choose it. How a trouble shared is a trouble halved but… — Vikki Wakefield Copy Share Image
“So you're all alone. And, for a short while, at least until it sinks in, you can fake anything.” — Vikki Wakefield Copy Share Image
“I've had so much time to think that my words have deserted. All that's left is the ache and frustration of being alive -… — Vikki Wakefield Copy Share Image
“You can't always make good choices. Sometimes you have to settle for making a choice you can live with.” — Vikki Wakefield Copy Share Image
“Maybe that was the thing about beginnings - they always seemed better than middles or endings. And if only I ever had beginnings and… — Vikki Wakefield Copy Share Image
“Life is full of wrong turns and dead ends and pathways that peter out” — Vikki Wakefield Copy Share Image
