Lifers Quotes

“But what is the moth without the flicker of a flame?”
― K.C. Blume, Lifers

“For once, I allow myself to feel it all. The beautiful, terrible sensation that love is. It explodes like a supernova inside of me, a prism of light erupting in my vision before all things fade to black.
If she is death, I am happy to take her hand and walk into the afterlife.”
― K.C. Blume, Lifers

“Riley’s body knows mine. She turns onto her side and wraps her arms around me, hugging me close to her chest. I feel her nose nuzzle into my hair and hear her breathe me into her lungs, and suddenly, I’m more at home in my own flesh than I’ve been in years.”
― K.C. Blume, Lifers

“I take her cheek in my hand, so soft and warm. She turns to kiss my palm, and I’ve never felt tenderness before knowing her. I’ve never known a connection before our eyes met, but now it is an understanding that I will search for in everyone.”
― K.C. Blume, Lifers

“You’re so sexy.” I’ve heard too many times in bathroom stalls at concerts; words muffled against my own lips that were eager to shut them up.
“Sexy” isn’t “beautiful” or “pretty”. Calling someone sexy is like telling them that you want to possess them, that you want to own their body and essence at least for one night while calling someone beautiful is an admiration. It’s a love poem spoken aloud and to the muse.”
― K.C. Blume, Lifers

“You’d think red is my favorite color, the way I bring it to life.”
― K.C. Blume, Lifers

“It’s just effort, isn’t it? You have to want to get better in order to get better, and maybe I’ve never really wanted it before now. I was content in my little hole. People think of depression as this cold, lonely place inside of your mind, but it isn’t always. Sometimes, it’s warm, like an electric blanket. It feels like sitting inside of a cottage in the woods, curled up next to a crackling fireplace with a purring cat sitting on your lap. It’s nice for a little while because it’s familiar.”
― K.C. Blume, Lifers

“They don’t know what it’s like to feel like a songbird locked in a cage, to feel like you’ve been picked up and dropped in the center of a labyrinth with walls that are quickly closing in. But Vicki knows what it’s like, and that’s where she and I are more alike than I care to admit.”
― K.C. Blume, Lifers

“They don’t know what it’s like to feel like a
songbird locked in a cage, to feel like you’ve been picked up and dropped in the center of a labyrinth with walls that are quickly closing in. But Vicki knows what it’s like, and that’s where she and I are more alike than I care to admit.”
― K.C. Blume, Lifers

“We’re not well. We never will be.”
― K.C. Blume, Lifers