Quotes added on Thursday, December 8 2016

Our life is like a Thought. It comes, but if we don’t capture it, it’s gone. Then, however much we may try, we can’t recall it again, for its gone forever.

"when you find some who makes you come alive never let them go".
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It doesn't matter when we get back
To doing what we do
'Cause right now could last forever
Just as long as I'm with you
You're just a daydream away
I wouldn't know what to say if I had you
And I'll keep you a daydream away
Just watch from a safe place
So I never have to lose
We would go out on the weekend
To escape our busy lives
And we'd laugh at all the douche bag guys
Chasing down their desperate wives
I would drink a little too much
You'd offer me a ride
And I would offer you a t-shirt
And you would stay another night
You're just a daydream away

Even when you felt you weren’t strong enough to survive, somehow you found the strength to survive anyway. What does that say about you other than you are made from the blood of stars, with enough iron in your veins to make ten swords, and the same carbon that makes it impossible to break diamonds?

How does one defeat their darkest damage? You take a lesson from Persephone, learning how to adapt to hell and glow as brightly as the sun, even when you are surrounded by the dark.


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Not all girls are made of
Sugar and spice and all things nice.
Some are made of witchcraft and wolf
And a little bit of vice.

My girlhood was spattered like blood with girls hating each other for being prettier and fighting over a boy who didn’t make any effort for one or the other, character assassinating each other by calling someone well liked a wh.ore, a s.lut, a b.itch and relishing in the fall of female celebrities from their ‘pedestals’.

My girlhood was a war against my body until it looked just like the girls in the magazine, a war in which I attacked myself with weapons like wax, razors, creams until every part of me looked like it belonged to someone else.

My girlhood was made of wilting dreams and innocence lost never to be replaced with anything but sad understandings about womanhood.

I found a monster under my skin.

She’s all craving and wild,
Long howls and strong limbs.
She paces through my veins,
Feet hitting earth like drum beats,
I hear her coming when my blood
She’s got fire in her eyes,
And prey in her teeth,
Jaws like vows, unyielding,
Iron like her will.
I promised her the world,
And she ate it whole, hungry still.

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