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The stars are where we came from. They orchestrated our return to the place we can always come home: our ancient, timeless love.

Stephanie Briar

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The day I made peace with my pain was the day I was born again.
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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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Our story bleeds from my eyes until I cannot tell the stars from streetlights.
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I would throw down roots with you if I ever had the chance. We’d grow strong in tender shoots, and bloom in burning hands.
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Our memories lurch to a reluctant halt in their funeral march, so I can pour salt over them one last time.
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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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I pressed the dress to my nose, and found what was left of your ghost. It was then that I remembered how to cry.
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Stop accepting abstract noun love. Real love is always action verb.
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I am strong. My heart still hopes. My mind still dreams. My soul still craves pouring energy into everything that I love.
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Anxiety is living with an apple on your head and you imagine that everyone you know stands watching with a bow to shoot an arrow at it.
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As if flesh and skin and hands are any match for bullets. As if bones won’t crack in hails of powder and lead. As if rivers of blood are not the direct result of trigger fingers that bend but do not break on “bad days”.
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Light finds you just as I once did: an accident that is no accident.
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When I was a child, I used to fear monsters under the bed. I have since learned that most monsters are found within. And they are always worth fighting.
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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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We weren’t written in the stars; all that glitters wasn’t ours.
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You could not keep me fed by throwing me bones and empty promises. I am ashamed to admit how much starving I did before I finally left.
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