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.
LANG LEAVMaybe we slip in and out of alternate worlds through our minds and our imaginations, picking up scar tissue from other dimensions.
More Lang Leav Quotes
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And you said ecstasy was a storm cloud, just before the rain would burst into the night sky, like a thousand aquatic stars-and not one single moment before.
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Understand that we must lose our way, over and over, before we can find the best version of ourselves.
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Take me someplace where I can feel something-I want to give away my heart. Tell me his name so I can know love when it speaks to me. Give me someone I can write about.
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Where the strangers we meet, take us down one way streets, and forgetting is something we’re taught.
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Maybe we slip in and out of alternate worlds through our minds and our imaginations, picking up scar tissue from other dimensions.
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Yes, I think it is entirely possible to fall in love with someone you’ve never met. Physicality is an expression of intimacy- not an indication of it.
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To love is a dare, when hope and despair, are gates upon it hinges.
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There is a savagery to what you feel. It eats you up inside. But you will get through it; you don’t need his mouth to placate you. You don’t need his hands to untangle the butterfly knot in your heart. Your love is a fire that will burn itself out. Let it ravage you.
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Remember, your words are your power. Never forget your words.
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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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One day you meet someone and for some inexplicable reason, you feel more connected to this stranger than anyone else.
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When in truth, it is the transparency that kills you. The pain of seeing through to something you can never quite touch.
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Every time I see my name, I hear it in your voice.
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Sometimes I am caught between poetry and prose, like two lovers I can’t decide between. Prose says to me, let’s build something long and lasting. Poetry takes me by the hand, and whispers, come with me, let’s get lost for awhile.
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Don’t stay where you are needed. Go where you are loved.
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