How dare you come into my home? And hurt my family? I ought to tear your throat out right here, right now!

— S.R. Crawford

… I bet I’ll haunt your dreams tonight. I just want’ed to paint a picture in your head. Furthermore, I want’ed you to see me as the monster I can often be. You see, you are what you allow people to know ‘bout you. Truth or lies or some combination of the two, is what makes you who you are. So, you don’t know me yet. But what I need you to know about me for now, is that I can’t be trusted.

— S.R. Crawford

I know you’re scared, LETI, but sweetheart…you haven’t seen anything yet. You’ve not known true fear...

— S.R. Crawford

I’m scared that you’ll make me love you…and then you’ll leave me.

— S.R. Crawford

I’m trying to figure out if you know something that I don’t, or if you’re really this stupid. You might be older and therefore a lot stronger than I am, Sphinx, but I am a mother and a lot more pissed off than you.

— S.R. Crawford

I never tolerate disrespect or betrayal

— S.R. Crawford

I still need you. Killer, boyfriend, friend, whatever… I need you in my life…if for nothing else, to show me that it’s OK to be broken. It’s OK for things not to be OK.

— S.R. Crawford

It is very sad that most of us just aren’t grateful for what we have. If you’re reading this, I think it’s safe to assume that you’re not homeless. You’re not blind. You might be ill, but you’re still alive. And yet, we find it hard to be thankful. To see the gift each day brings us. It is from this lack of true gratitude that we become sad. We have told ourselves over and over that we aren’t happy. That our lives aren’t good. That we’re no good.

— S.R. Crawford

Just always remember to listen to your heart’s song…it will keep you alive

— S.R. Crawford

Just because we’re adults doesn’t mean we should grow up! The world’s a playground for us, Melody, and I, for one, intend to play!

— S.R. Crawford