Someone once said that there’s nothing more poetic than the death of a beautiful woman, but I think that’s only true until the women get revenge. And I’m done with spending my days hidden away behind heavy curtains and wrought-iron gates. I want to burst forth into the sun and unfold and blossom there, like a waterfall cutting through rock. No more beautiful dead girls. No more sculptures made of women’s bones. Never again.

-Kayla Bashe

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