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if you can't see anything beautiful about yourself, get a better mirror
we are graduating members of the class of fuck off we made it
our lives will always be a balancing act that has less to do with sanity and more to do with beauty
when everyone else looks like a wrong answer she says she'll settle for being my best guess
all we have are our wounds to wear like decorations upon our chests
maybe faith means never keeping score
sara looks at broken things like she can make them new
sweat has more value then tears
we told ghost stories never realizing we would one day ourselves become ghosts
our light leaves scars on the sun
our reflection is the first sentance to our story and our story starts, we were here
when i was twelve i was given an acedemic diagnogstics test, the instructor later informed me i had an aptitude for history. he looked puzzled when i replied, 'yeah but that was yesterday, and today i'm more interested in tomorrow.'
i wrote a note, saying that when two people fall in love, they do so at the same speed. there's no need to factor in the physics
i don't want to risk losing the details just so i can make the story fit
not all of these memories are great but they're mine
put yourself in every second of every minute and you will have a life worth remembering
she was too busy teaching me how to watch horror movies and laugh because all the mosters hollywood can think up just aren't as scary as letting yourself be talked into believing you can be only half of what you are
if you want to be scared watch the news
don't try walking in my shoes. just wear my pajamas and walk in my dreams instead
if anyone ever tells you to quit you gotta make them wear a diaper on their mouth because man they are just talking shit
love is a feeling that in me and through me i have often called god so i will love you
we are tired of being treated like walking canes in a world so blind no one can find each other
the worst part about being sick is you get all the free ice cream you ask for. the worst part about that is realizing that there's nothing more that they can do for you
the truth is there's not enough miracles to go around
when it comes down to it, let them think what they want. if they care enough to bother with what i do, then i'm already better than them anyway.
to a writer the truth is no big deal.
-noah and the whale
Band-Aids don't fix bullet holes.
we're too busy dancing to get knocked off our feet
who am I? i'm just a writer. I write things down. I walk through your dreams and invent the future. sure, I sink the boats of love, but that comes later.
I am the writer, not the story.
it's been said that everything's been said already, but I haven't been everywhere yet so i'm still interested in the ride.
love, for you, is larger then the usual romantic love. it's like a religion. it's terrifying.
oh, the things we invent when we are scared and want to be rescued.
they don't know what they want but I give it to them anyway because why the hell not?
you said if people wanted to change the world they would. you said most people like it this way. too bad for them I say. I want something else
in the wrong light anyone can look like a darkness
i'd like to believe I wouldn't drag you out into the woods and leave you there, either. so far, it hasn't come up.
the question behind every question: what happens next?
"are you a danger to yourself or others?" "probably"
poems have possibilities but math has answers
love always wakes the dragon and suddenly flames everywhere
why is it we believe we only have one soul? because it's easier to set the table for one.
there are many names in history... but none of them are ours
If the dead are watching, I want them to see us writing, dancing, singing, painting. I want them to see that we still reach out to each other
We clutch our bellies and roll on the floor... When I say this, it should mean laughter, not poison
and the gentleness that comes, not from the absence of violence, but despite the abundance of it
imagine a story, not of good and evil, but of need against need against need, where everyone is at cross purposes and everyone is to blame.
I take the parts that I remember and stitch them back together to make a creature that will do what I say or love me back.
tell me we're dead and i'll love you even more.
sure, it feels good to feel things, and if it hurts, we're doing it to ourselves.
we laugh and it pits the world against us.
okay, so I'm the dragon. big deal. you still get to be the hero.
I want the freedom to keep some of my damages to myself so I can get through the day without being reminded of them
there is a niche in his chest where a heart would fit perfectly and he thinks if he could just maneuver one into place- well then, game over.
she used to believe that words not only meant something, but they helped. I think this is the real problem. sometimes words don't help.
this is how you make the meaning. you take two things and try to define the space between them
why do anything at all? not how, because hows are easy, series or sequence, one foot after the other, but essentially why bother, what does it solve?
vanity makes you say things like "i deserve a better life than this."
we can do anything. it's not because our hearts are large, they're not, it's what we struggle with.
-Richard siken (I'm kinda really in love with his words)
my brain is a wild jumble of scary gibberish
“I‘ve told you before, I don‘t comprehend religion, although conviction is a concept I‘m beginning to get. In any case, someone with a real religious conviction is, I propose, a religious convict, and deserves locking up.”
-Elphaba, Wicked, The Life and Times of the Wicked Witch of the West
sleep my little babby-oh
kiss a lover
face your life
-neil gaiman (the graveyard book)
the world is a comedy to those who think and a tragedy to those who feel
It's better to look at the sky than live there. Such an empty place; so vague. Just a country where the thunder goes and things disappear
I'm like cat here, a no-name slob. We belong to nobody, and nobody belongs to us. We don't even belong to each other.
-holly golightly (breakfast at tiffany's)
we stopped checking for monsters under our bed when we realized they were inside our head.
monsters are real, and ghosts are real too. they live inside us and sometimes they win.
Unique clothes don't make me a nonconformist. As someone once told me, just the fact that I'm wearing clothes at all means I'm sticking to society norm.
saying nothing, sometimes says the most.
fiction reveals what reality obscures.
there is creative reading as well as creative writing.
-ralph waldo emerson
i cannot be awake, for nothing looks to me as it did before, or else i am awake for the first time and all before has been a mean sleep.
unbeing dead isn't being alive.
if i knew all the answers i'd run for god
room service, send up a bigger room
it isn't hiding- it's strategic avoidance of everyone not yourself.
-scarecrowqueen's: I see nothing but black.
darcy: why rely on luck when I can rely on me?
-taylor hayes's: How Darcy Lewis Mentally Scarred the Avengers
the easiest battle to win is the one your enemy doesn't know about.
life is too short and the world to big to go around hating others
everyone looks the same in the dark
i believe in dragons, unicorns, good men, and other mythological creatures.
-(i dont really know where these are from)
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