I love good cries, loud sobs that soak your pillow that kind that come at the endow a perfect book you're gasping for areas droplets of salt water trickle down your cheeks into the corners of your mouths your chest rises and fall sand your vision is blurred by the tears but your mind is so clear and your every though tin that moment feels so meaningful and important and rightist feels okay to just let it all outfit makes you feel like you are free

— Madisen Kuhn

You clutter my mind thoughts of you, thoughts of me with you thoughts that keep me from rest that all me to sleep at night your words are like butter they're smooth, and they're Richard they make the bitter bits better

— Madisen Kuhn