How do I thank my mother for giving me the life she desperately wanted to give herself.
LANG LEAVSome days it felt like a burden, to smile for you. To keep the lines of worry from etching into your forehead.
More Lang Leav Quotes
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I build my walls from the mess they leave.
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The only ones they can turn against you are those who were never with you.
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But if you don’t love my every flaw, then you mustn’t love me- not at all.
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People who are prone to sadness are more likely to pick up a pen.
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Here and now I love you, for the moment you have my heart. But you are entitled to my future, you have no ownership of my past.
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You may grow to love this person but remember they are not yours to keep. Their purpose isn’t to save you but to show you how to save yourself.
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It was beautifully worded and painfully read; the things that were written, were those never said.
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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.
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You only get one chance to fall in love with your heart still whole.
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She would fondly call him her Frankenstein, this man who was a patchwork of all the things she had ever longed for.
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You were none, and now you’re all; your worth will rise, the more I fall.
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I don’t know how you are so familiar to me-or why it feels less like I am getting to know you and more as though I am remembering who you are. How every smile, every whisper brings me closer to the impossible conclusion that I have known you before, I have loved you before-in another time, a different place, some other existence.
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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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That’s the thing about writers – on one hand everything is sacred to them, but, on the other, nothing really is.
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My indecision. I wanted everything because I didn’t want anything enough.
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