2 Quotes by Maranda Kuhl

He told me he was real, he told me he was there and that he cared for me. Then he told me the thing that imprisons you...is your own mind, and at that moment he vanished and I realized...I had created him. He was never there, he never cared, it was just me...all me.

Yep I feel it, is it love, is it hate, it is sadness...no it’s pain. Pain from love, pain from hate, pain from sadness. No matter what I feel it. Oh be happy they say, well how can I when I am always sad. Oh that is not true love they say, how would you know it’s not true love...you aren’t me. Don’t hate they say, how can I not hate when others around me hate and abuse me. All this brings pain, pain that doesn't come from the body, but of the soul and heart.