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.
MAGGIE BOWYER
I was only ten the first time I remember getting stabbed. My agony pierced the air with a sickening scream.
More Maggie Bowyer Quotes
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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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There was no way to save her. Believe me i wanted to. But how could I, when I could barely save myself.
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I’m actually great at being alone. It was being abandoned that was hard.
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I’m not sure if i’m to blame for all my relationship failures. But when i look at the wreckage I am the only commonality.
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The very act of surviving in a world that does nothing but reject you is an act of revolution.
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Be proud of a body that bares the burden of being buried only to bloom.
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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 screamed and cried but only because i wanted to make this right. Instead, I sat alone, shivering watching the evening turn into night.
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I know I could be a petty queen, I could release all the receipts the way you treated me. But honey I’m happier living in peace than cruelty.
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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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I should have known when I started to fall in love, It was never meant to last long.
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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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Is this pain ripping me, ripping us apart, really just psychosomatic?
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You were right I don’t think I was good for your mental health But i highly doubt anyone could be.
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On my worst days my brain tries to trick me into wishing i stayed. Its really trying to convince me that i didn’t deserve to survive.
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Have I been buried alive by chronic pain? I can taste the dirt as they put me in the earth, thick on my lips like the honey that drips down my lips.
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