Kayla Krantz

In her crazy, upside down world, she needed someone like that. A rock that would keep her going, an anchor to keep her from drifting away. Instead, she was alone

Kayla Krantz

In her crazy, upside down world, she needed someone like that. A rock that would keep her going, an anchor to keep her from drifting away. Instead, she was alone.

Kayla Krantz

It reminded him of the truth—who he really was, and the fact that no matter how far he ran, his past would be right there with him.

Kayla Krantz

It's been so long, I don't remember what okay feels like.

Kayla Krantz

It seems ironic, expecting the unexpected, like she had fabricated pieces of her story to make it more interesting. Considering my boredom with the current version, I can't imagine the first draft.

Kayla Krantz

It's one thing to be bitter about the circumstances of your birth, but another to drill your bitterness into the head of someone going through a rough time.

Kayla Krantz

I want a fairy tale romance in a make-believe land. Let’s run through the beautiful meadow and pretend the walls aren’t closing in. One trip and the world will consume us but don’t hesitate and don’t look back. This world of make-believe survives solely on your faith.

Kayla Krantz

I want to feel the rush of death, the high of utter nothingness, the fragility of my own mortality. Let it slip through my fingers like sand and when it's gone for good, I'll be none the wiser.

Kayla Krantz

Killing is for those with a sick mind.

Kayla Krantz

Luna had never been good at coping with death. After all she had gone through, she knew she should’ve been trained. But she wasn’t. She was regrettably human.

Kayla Krantz

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