In her wake

Kacey's clearly not afraid of anything anymore, and that's a scary place to be. Every person needs a healthy dose of fear, something that gets their blood rushing. Something they can't bear to lose.

You can't change what happened. You can't resurrect the dead. You can only find ways to help yourself come to terms with it all. That's the only way you'll ever move on.

I can honestly say that I've come to appreciate the peace that solitude can provide. At least I can judge myself in privacy.

-You'll be all right.
-How do you know that? Because right now, I'm wishing I hadn't had my seat belt on either that night.

I destroyed her life and then got caught in her wake. And I realize now that it's exactly where I'm meant to be.

There's an endless weight on my chest I will never be strong enough to lift off.