Quotes by : Kiera Woodhull

Where is my oasis? Too far fromhere for me to crawl with thesedead legs, refusing to co-operateHands....

Hold your venomDo you recognise the instinctin me, fellow scorpion?

If onlyyou could have witnessed howmuch I have changed: sit alonein a disused theatre and feel whatI....

It is just my imagination that flies,While she is wrapped up in her bedsheetslike a nest.

I fix the cramped, lined pageswith my curious stare. How do youcome to exist?

We wrote our names in the sandYou crossed mine out: I can't getback to the way I was.