116 Quotes by Kris Kidd

Paradise sucks.

You burn bright and you burn hard, like a fire in a dumpster,and nobody is so worriedabout you burning as they are worried about the fire spreading.

And confessions of love have always seemed out of place when you’re gasping for air, when you’re begging for pain,when you’re missing something, unable to change the channel.

I want to remember what we were like before we became ourselves.

I’m a lot like you,and you’re a lot like me.It’s sad to say,and it’s sad to see.

You are only as deepas the ashtrays you use. You only stick around because you like the abuse.

It isn’t easy,” is easy to say and sometimes I think that the only thing we can dois say really easy things to each other.

Sunrise is starting to feel like a guilt trip.

You ask yourself when you’ll learn, and the answer is always,“Tomorrow.