You are a writer bleeding words onto a page. And the ones who hate you will trample on that page. And the ones who love you will cut you, to keep you bleeding.
LANG LEAVPeople who are prone to sadness are more likely to pick up a pen.
More Lang Leav Quotes
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Yes, we took it all for granted-but isn’t that such a blessed thing? When you’re not even thinking about what you have, because you never imagine you someday won’t.
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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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Remember, your words are your power. Never forget your words.
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You won’t hear from me again after today, and I don’t want you to worry. I’ll be okay. Because I have to be.
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I know love because I am in love. Because of how long I’ve loved. Because of the man I love.
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Whatever path you choose will take you to the same destination. The only thing that should guide you is your intuition.
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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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Knowing sleep will set it right – if you were not to wake.
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It was words that I fell for. In the end, it was words that broke my heart.
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My heart is like a time capsule-it keeps safe the memory of you. I know it’s harder with you gone than if you had never been here at all-but I wouldn’t have missed it for the world.
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I will celebrate this life of mine, with or without you. The moon does not need the sun to tell her she is already whole.
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Then there is the boy you can never stop thinking about. Whenever you see his name, it trips you up. Even if it’s one that belongs to many others, even if he belongs to someone else.
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It was like being seen after a perpetual darkness, I replied. To be heard after a lifetime of silence.
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What is she like? I was told – she is a melancholy soul.
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I know you are scared. Who could blame you? Love is a hurricane wrapped inside a chrysalis. And you are a girl walking into the storm.
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