I’m from a state that houses too many cornfields and a town that no one takes seriously- in a home where glass cuts hurt less than deeply wounded words.
HANNAH PEARLYou are worthy of feeling incredibly and unapologetically alive.
More Hannah Pearl Quotes
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Surely I could never be certain of how many stars I’ve counted in the sky or of how such tiny particles can be build into wild-eyed stories like Aquarius and Cassiopeia. I could read you as I would the constellations and never tire.
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The moon may bring peace, but the sun, she offers resilience.
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The hardest part is when the leaves abandon the trees. I seem to always lose a part of me.
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It’s time for me to dust off this weary heart so that I may open it to one whose only open to me. You’re going to miss me when I’m gone and it’ll be too late.
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Caution! This vehicle stops quite frequently when overwhelmed.
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I haven’t wept for days, only shuffling feet, carrying weights, ignoring the pain, numbing the face. Its all a charade.
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Your voice causes a power surge that courses through the veins, feeds off bones, minors in replay.
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Remember me in burnt coffee mornings, warm hugs, fresh sunday snow. Know that you loved me too cautiously.
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There’s a mystery in you; a puzzle to solve- mystical elements to a love that you’ve longingly ached for.
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I waited, quietly listened, cupped my ear to your mouth, but silence echoed grievously in the absence of sound. It was only warm breath and then emptiness.
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I am hurting. I am angry. I am one hundred and thirty-two synonyms of regret, but atleast its proof that I was here.
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You are worthy of feeling incredibly and unapologetically alive.
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And when I walk alone, I speak in deaf tones. I’m screaming and no one knows, no one knows. No one pays attention to where the sound goes.
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If y’all like spooky season just examine my brain. It’s plastered across this page on display.
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My god is a moment, a whimsical idea, a whisper. A hope bending itself into a prayer.
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