The very act of surviving in a world that does nothing but reject you is an act of revolution.
MAGGIE BOWYERIt has been years now and you still remain, blood stains splattered across my brain. Its not that you were the first woman that I loved, you were the first person I memorized properly.
More Maggie Bowyer Quotes
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The last time you backstabbed me I grew a backbone. I should thank you.
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You’d read between my lines, You’d seen truths I had tried to deny all my life. You had read poems that were tucked neatly under my sheets, words I never meant anyone to read.
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These words crash over and threaten to destroy me. I cannot find the stars so far beneath these waves of insecurity and mistrust, their light has seemed to vanish.
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When you are starved for a moment of relief, you’ll eat their poison by the mouth full, no questions until the digestion leads to new problems.
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Am i meant to untangle the knots in my own muscles? Do they think its as simple as a few tangles in my own hair?
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The grace of being home is that i no longer have to waste energy on looking okay.
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You’ve retracted your rays of warmth. You’ve pulled the clouds to cover sunlight. I think everyone is growing more concerned as the days keep passing and you’re still absent.
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I knew i was losing you, But when you tossed me into the mail box it finally hit me- I was losing me.
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December sinks in like a cold shouldered old friend. I try to stretch, reach my toes, but my own bones feel covered in snow.
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If we found out tomorrow that oxygen was poisonous I would try to spend forever in your exhales.
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I’m actually great at being alone. It was being abandoned that was hard.
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I am an emotional equation, continually miscalculation, escalation, you should be elated!
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I want to carve my insides out with a rusty spoon. It would be less painful.
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I can scream into every passing storm cloud, but that will not bring you back. I can yell at god as i sob over crinkled pictures, but all i can grasp are memories.
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I’m stoned on a nice boat ride. I fake a smile, you fake a life.
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