I know I said it then, but when I look back on that day when they laid Reno’s soulless body to rest, I think of how empty those promises were.
I think of how stupid and naive I was to just believe that I could starve myself from that craving of such a poisonous drug like Vincent.
I tried don’t get me wrong, but trying and achieving is completely different words.
I can’t say whether it was just me that made the decisions that turned my life, because on one side it’s said that we are our decisions, we make them, we live by them, and I have, but looking back on my time I always wondered whether those decisions really were my own.
Papa once told me that sometimes our choices were intertwined with other peoples actions, we just couldn’t help but go with the flow hoping to be breathing in the end.
Like a natural path of life. I don’t know what to say to that.
Do I regret it now, no, I would have done it all again, the hurt, pain, loss, anger, I would’ve done every fucking thing again.
It was my heart that chose Vincent Stone how could I not.
Kylie Bray will be out on January 23rd 😊