Call me reckless, call me hopeless, say it to me, implore. Call me feckless, call me helpless, call me all those things and more. All I ask if that you heed the one good reason you’re ignored. Judge me all you like, its not you I do this for.
GEMMA IVERSENYou don’t deserve her, but the least you can do is damned well love her.
More Gemma Iversen Quotes
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You pack your whole life away as many times as I have, and it’s no more than routine. But in you I’ve found a home, more so than anywhere I’ve been.
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You’re a beautiful enigma and warmed in charming wit.
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I strip. In low light. In the silence of my room. I strip like an act of confession. Unclothing my meticulous mind and teasing language from the vestry of my soul.
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What’s the end game? Well, when hate is your agenda, and my own is but love, then this game is not one in which you feature, and my end, is a far-flung world from yours.
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I sell my pain in beauty. Wrap it in words. Package it in pleasantries, and deliver it in verse.
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With all these past fears still written on my skin, it bruises me to let you in. Trauma’s that this body holds, still guard these tactile lips untold.
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Lets conduct a study. Let’s pull up a jury. Are you a beautiful person? or inclined to wanton fury.
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I am so sorry that my feelings have the audacity to not be contained within one short sentence.
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I wished for nothing more than the warm crushing of your hold. It would be strong enough to shield me from the world as I grew old.
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Go on then, color me broken whilst I feign my surprise. Let me summon some sorrow for this wreckage inside.
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You demanded silence and I became sonorous.
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A seed of suspicion. A sprout of doubt. A sapling of worry. But what an oak of strength I’ve become.
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Guess who’s flying free now? You, a mere speck of the ground. And I, lost and found amongst the clouds.
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And if it’s true that trust, like happiness is a choice, then I’ll take this leap of faith.
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Let me show you how words can make merriment from the most bitter melancholy. How words softly spoken, can heal even the most insidious of wounds.
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