Kylie Bray (Love, Hate and Billions)

Ten years later

Washington

We all have our growing points, defining moments that shape us into who we become. Some take a ride on the wild side just doing whatever the hell they like.

Maybe it's car racing, hiking, sky diving, drugs, anything to feel that pulse losing rhythm.

The outcome can go two ways, addiction or death, but hey, we're born to die any way, might as well speed it up.

Others go through loss, that major kind, like their parents dying, sisters getting raped or brothers getting murdered just because they tried to be men and walked through that forbidden dark corner. The list goes on.

Those people take you to emotional levels most wouldn't even have nightmares about.

If you’re lucky enough and you love them, there is no passion greater than what they’ll give back to you.

No matter how dark that road you walk on.

who never searched for the freedom of choice, who

and turned them into that soulless, jaded, ice cold being.

to war on the door. Who knew she'll TURN into a banshee when

to the

on my white Prada shoes when her patience runs out and she comes barging in like a

my best friend since second grade as my black hair

always keep it short in the summer. The ends curl wildly in the morning, and I'm too darn lazy to iron

smiles when needed because it’s only going to give you wrinkles, and never forget to

there when I'm ready since when

Her brown eyes spark.

hair now two shades darker swishes along her lower back,

mean that I have to suffer, I want to

urge to roll my eyes, I

now full six foot three inch frame after the added four inch custom made designer shoes I received as a

and most probably tomorrow and the