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“You are stronger than you think you are. You are not your thoughts. The only devil inside of you is the one you created yourself.”
― Daughters Unto Devils
― Daughters Unto Devils
“The girl lives in a beautiful dollhouse made of stone', I wrote one time in my dairy when I was young, my handwriting shaky but sure. 'But beneath her shining plastic smile, there are only screams'.”
― The Women in the Walls
― The Women in the Walls
“The Lord works in mysterious ways, all right. Wish a baby dead, get another one in return as punishment. This is my reckoning.”
― Daughters Unto Devils
― Daughters Unto Devils
“I'm starting to believe that hell is everywhere.”
― Daughters Unto Devils
― Daughters Unto Devils
“The mother sings a hungry song
Of blood and cracking teeth
She dances in the dark below
wants to pull us underneath
Her claws, they rise, they sway in dance
to the melody of screams
Her lullaby will never end
till the world comes apart at the seams”
― The Women in the Walls
Of blood and cracking teeth
She dances in the dark below
wants to pull us underneath
Her claws, they rise, they sway in dance
to the melody of screams
Her lullaby will never end
till the world comes apart at the seams”
― The Women in the Walls
“The girl lives in a beautiful dollhouse made of stone, I wrote one time in my diary when I was young, my handwriting shaky but sure. But underneath her shining plastic smile, there are only screams.”
― The Women in the Walls
― The Women in the Walls
“fantasizing about being the type of woman who lived unapologetically, who experienced and learned and applied the knowledge gathered along the way to enable herself to thrive. The type of woman who learned to navigate her way out of the impossible labyrinth of family history and tradition. One who unlearned the inherited toxic traits that were handed down to her and bound her to an unstable and wildly limited path like angry, unbreakable vines.”
― Nightingale
― Nightingale
“June mused as she brushed her teeth in the en suite bathroom, how much she'd aged in the last two weeks. She was still seventeen but felt about forty. Is that how changing into an adult worked? Overnight, and with the weight of a million pounds? If so, June sorely wished somebody had warned her.”
― Nightingale
― Nightingale




