The glint of mischief in your eyes is the flint in my matchstick. Striking; always this close to igniting.
STEPHANIE BRIARI erected cities with adoration on my tongue and you burnt mine down in the wake of your love.
More Stephanie Briar Quotes
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Stop accepting abstract noun love. Real love is always action verb.
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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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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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Your darkness does not scare me, nor will I run from you; like a star, I’m falling for the phases of your moon.
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“Ashes”, we once thought, but the embers in our eyes might have bought us time.
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I don’t know how to put my love down, or to keep holding too much of it.
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Creatives are neither born nor created. They are activated.
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Emotion = Energy in motion.
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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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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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Some days, my mind will still be in prison, but I will live in spite of it. I unlearn how to swim; I trade my gills for lungs and wings.
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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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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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