I used to think people were like lighthouses. That they were there to protect you. But they’re no. People are lime whirlpools. They pull you in; they drag you under. You have to work so hard just to keep your head above water.
LANG LEAVWe all need to follow our intuition, even if it takes us down the wrong path. Otherwise, you’ll always be second-guessing yourself.
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I don’t think about myself as much as I used to. I guess that’s a good thing. I only think about the things that are missing from me.
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Now that you have it all, do you ever wish you could go back to when you had it simple?
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Doesn’t your soul remain the age you were when you first fell in love?
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My indecision. I wanted everything because I didn’t want anything enough.
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Anything and everything, the two almost the same–everything says, have it all; anything, one to claim.
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If a boy ever says, you remind me of someone–don’t fall in love with him. You will never be anything more than second best.
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We all need to follow our intuition, even if it takes us down the wrong path. Otherwise, you’ll always be second-guessing yourself.
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A Betrayal I cannot undo what I have done; I can’t un-sing a song that’s sung. And the saddest thing about my regret- I can’t forgive me, and you can’t forget.
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The things that seem to matter less, are the ones we put on show.
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I have happened in so many places, to so many people – the essence of me lives on in these nuances, these moments.
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I can’t believe how hard it is. The pain is indescribable. It’s like I’ve been turned into sandstone and my insides are being slowly hollowed out by a chisel and mallet.
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I build my walls from the mess they leave.
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The distance from you is measured in how far I’ve come.
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It is the mark of a great poet to write words that feel as though they have stood witness to your most intimate memory of love.
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In cemeteries of memories, our love will lie in caskets.
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