Quotes added on Friday, March 25 2016

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I  AM  A  CREATURE
OF GRIEF AND DUST
& BITTER LONGINGS.
THERE IS AN EMPTY
PLACE   WITHIN   ME
WHERE   MY   HEART
WAS ONCE.

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If YOU GOT THE BLOOD THEN YOU GOT THE HEART TO GIVE YOURSELF A CHANCE. seems like you've been so scarred, some people call it art. i hope you make peace with your pain and never lose your flames. 

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They promise me the
world  will  keep  on
spinning without you,
but honestly, that is
what worries me most.

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Sometimes it’s better to stop trying to make sense of things. Life isn’t clear cut, there are always gray areas.





 





he'd been right all along.
He was more than just my friend. That's why it was so impossible to tell him goodbye – because I was in love with him. Too. I loved him, much more than I should, and yet, still nowhere near enough. I was in love with him, but it was not enough to change anything; it was only enough to hurt us both more. To hurt him worse than I ever had. I didn't care about more than that – than his pain. I more than deserved whatever pain this caused me. I hoped it was bad. I hoped I would really suffer. In this moment, it felt as though we were the same person. His pain had always been and would always be my pain – now his joy was my joy. I felt joy, too, and yet his happiness was somehow also pain. Almost tangible – it burned against my skin like acid, a slow torture.

Never rest until you have uncovered your essential self. Remember that. Somewhere, deep inside you, hidden by all sorts of fears and worries and petty little thoughts, is a clean pure being made of radiant colours.

I just want your kiss.

you were so much better
when you meant nothing.
I put on my make up
Spray my perfume
Sat on the front porch, waitin' on you
Said we would catch up because it had been awhile
I hate to admit it
But my hands are shaking
Barely breathin'
Heart is racin'
Looks like feelings don't always change their minds

That's why the past should be the past
Far behind, back of mind, out of the way
Let the memories burn and crash
Cause sittin' here looking at the driveway
Is just tearin my heart back in half
Like nothings changed except the time that's passed
And that's why good-bye should mean good-bye
The first time

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