it's so hard
and easy at the same time
to give up.
It's time.
It's time to end it all.
And i am gonna survive it all.
passion.
it's supposed to be the burning flame,
the light that guides you forward,
the torch that lits the way.
but
sometimes,
the flame reduces to nothing but a spark.
and
the light seems so far that all you see is darkness.
and sometimes,
the torch burns a bit too much,
leaving us all in burned pieces.
~K
how often do i have to convey myself that i am not a monster?
how often do i have to hate myself for being proud of that?
i am living the
best daydream and
worst nightmare
at the same time.
Andrea Gibson, Lord of the Butterflies
I wish upon you that your shoelaces always feel the same, perfect amount of tightness and that one shoe is never tighter than the other
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