Our memories lurch to a reluctant halt in their funeral march, so I can pour salt over them one last time.
STEPHANIE BRIARYou’re preserved inside of me; cadaversque. I both acquiesce and atrophy because of it.
More Stephanie Briar Quotes
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Let yourself go a little wild, a little rough around through the edges; the human spirit wasn’t meant for carefully-curated perfection.
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The search for external sources is nothing compared to internal forces.
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Trauma has deep roots indeed, but that doesn’t mean you shouldn’t pull the weeds.
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Do I look as good as I remember, Looking back at you from over my shoulder, smug as the devil?
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In the absence of you I look to the moon and pray that the stars light my way, too.
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Last night, I sent you home with a kiss and a promise. I hope you still believe in roses.
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I fall headlong into everything that lights me on fire. I know not of restraint. I was born to burn.
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How do you sleep soundly, knowing you traded roses for weeds?
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The day I made peace with my pain was the day I was born again.
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In my dreams you conjure me like a spell in the night. Let us haunt one another with uneasy peace, and die burning alive.
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Standing in your power scares a lot of people. You become something formidable, intimating, and aspirational all at once.
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When you focus on directing your energy away from harm and toward healing, you feed the soul and starve the ego.
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Light finds you just as I once did: an accident that is no accident.
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Creatives are neither born nor created. They are activated.
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The glint of mischief in your eyes is the flint in my matchstick. Striking; always this close to igniting.
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