So what do we say to each other is the language of unspoken? The words are sweet; the space is bitter or is this just the them I’ve chosen.
ALETHEIA LIOLAAfter the flood, the colors were brightened demand tears of pain to feel so enlightened. Lassoed hope from the clouds that caused it to rain, divine intervention to feel love again.
More Aletheia Liola Quotes
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Only after you have fallen to the pits of despair, can you fly to the horizon of hope.
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A part of me died on the battlefield and a part of me was born. Vulnerability shed like peeling skin. Trust from my core was torn. I was caught between a disassembled heart and a young and fearful mind. I made peace with these pieces as I fell apart with the courage that I made mine.
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Trust is an illusion. A systematically flawed word. A total forgery of a statement. Trust assumes infallibility – without errors, mistakes, or fuck ups.
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I am worthy and steely. I will conquer again. Truth as my armor; My sword is my pen. Tell me I can’t and I’ll show you I will surviving and thriving is my refined skill.
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Have faith in the fall. Sometimes life knocks us down so that we can discover what resides at the bottom of it all.
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How do we trust others when we can’t even trust ourselves?
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Perception is the paintbrush. The reality, the canvas. You are the artist. Create purposefully.
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Trust assumes loyalty; and loyalty in the true sense of the word, the infinite, devoted kind of loyalty – that kind of loyalty doesn’t exist anymore.
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I survived because the fire I have inside me burns brighter than the fire that surrounds me forever thriving with blazing vitality.
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After the flood, the colors were brightened demand tears of pain to feel so enlightened. Lassoed hope from the clouds that caused it to rain, divine intervention to feel love again.
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Trust insinuates that the human race is unfailing, faultless, flawless, and perfect.
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He always preferred the way my eyes looked after they had cried. I wish he knew how fine they looked once he had said goodbye.
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Wound to wisdom, pain to power. A seed of grief, now time to flower.
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Sobriety is something I’ll never reach. There’s always another day, another urge to defeat.
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I think we all long for someone we can be disgustingly honest with, and for them to love us anyway, and stay.
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