black
grey
blue
red
brown
white

I swear if I were to rip myself open, it wouldn’t be blood that poured out of me, it would be him.

Related Topics

Blood Himself Love Myself

Bagwalas

Popular Authors

Marilyn Monroe Paulo Coelho Abraham Lincoln C. S. Lewis Khalil Gibran Charlie Chaplin Gautama Buddha Isaac Newton

Be bold, child. You are rare and you are brazen light.
NICOLE LYONS

Bold Children Light Rare Yourself
She is of the strangest beauty and the darkest courage, and when she walks with intent the earth trembles beneath her feet.
NICOLE LYONS

Beautiful Courage Darkness Earth Herself Strange
Oh my darling, you mustn’t fill up on memories alone, there is heartache and regret yet to be served.
NICOLE LYONS

Alone Heart Memories Myself Regret Service
There is no greater power than that of the sun, the moon, and a woman who knows her worth.
NICOLE LYONS

Greatness Inspirational Moon Power Sun Woman Women Empowerment Worth
He left love letters at my door, and a chalk outline on the highway.
NICOLE LYONS

Himself Letter Love Myself Way
When I told you that I hadn’t been broken before; it wasn’t a fucking challenge.
NICOLE LYONS

Break Challenge Myself Talk Yourself
He was exactly like hitting a red light during a killer streak of green.
NICOLE LYONS

Himself Kill Light
And that is the nature of us poets and whores, to make things hard: dicks, choices, life.
NICOLE LYONS

Choice Hard Life Nature Poet
We were electric together, you and me; we turned hurting each other into a goddamned symphony.
NICOLE LYONS

Abuse Break Up Hurt Music Myself Relationship Togetherness Yourself
Some souls were never meant to be content.
NICOLE LYONS

Satisfaction Soul
Whatever it is that stirs your soul listen to that. Everything else is just noise.
NICOLE LYONS

Listening Noise Soul Yourself
I drink to the ones that can sit with their souls and not wish for sleep and the nightmares it brings.
NICOLE LYONS

Drink Myself Sleep Soul
The tide has pulled the storm from my soul again. But in all that is right or wrong and pure, there is you, and your stunning ability to blur the lines and just be.
NICOLE LYONS

Ability Philosophy Purity Right Soul Storm Wrong
I write because suicide is no longer an option.
NICOLE LYONS

Death Myself Option Suicide Writing
He was everything I never could, but always wanted to love.
NICOLE LYONS

Himself Love Myself Relationship
I still pick at these memories of you; I pick them until they bleed.
NICOLE LYONS

Blood Memories Yourself

Copyright: 2020 - 2023 | Minimalist Quotes

Warning: PHP Startup: Unable to load dynamic library 'imagick.so' (tried: /usr/local/lib/php/extensions/no-debug-non-zts-20200930/imagick.so (/usr/local/lib/php/extensions/no-debug-non-zts-20200930/imagick.so: cannot open shared object file: No such file or directory), /usr/local/lib/php/extensions/no-debug-non-zts-20200930/imagick.so.so (/usr/local/lib/php/extensions/no-debug-non-zts-20200930/imagick.so.so: cannot open shared object file: No such file or directory)) in Unknown on line 0