If you can't explain it to a six year old, you don't understand it yourself.
Though I exist in the realms of day and night, I'm only truly alive in the moments between.
Anyone who has never made a mistake has never tried anything new.
She was carmine shadows reflecting from my crimson words. Every pulse sent a velvet ripple through the shade. Every breath, a scarlet pause.
What do you do when your words aren't enough? What do you do when your actions have no effect? What do you do when all the fibers of your existence scream just to be heard? And yet, only the most deaf...
The storm only grew stronger. Walls of facets became flooded with cracks, the tumultuous gale escaped through the smallest crevice. With her arms spread wide and all her muscles hard and taunt, she br...
when potential greatness meets with actual greatness, the future is inspired with hope.
For your love I have uprooted all my desires, I am no more demanding...
One must be honest with himself. Then it will be much better than it is now.
To be yourself in a world that is constantly trying to make you something else is the greatest accomplishment.
And once the ripples still and the water returns to its unwavering calm, even the pebble that broke its surface will be forgotten. And the world will go on.
An intricate string made up of infinite knots and curls. Taking a step back, it really did seem so fragile. As if the smallest breeze of opportunity would cause it to snap. It held strong though, fast...
It was a burden on all her muscles. A hollow deeper than her bones. She braced herself though, she knew why Atlas stood so tall.
No level raised without reading, is like a body trying to live without breathing.
The one thing that we need to escape is our minds, but our minds are the one thing that we cannot escape from.
He sang softly, less with words and more with thought. She cradled his head, stitching together his fragmented heart.
If you're afraid of butter, use cream.
She's an array of undiscovered words, of feeling beyond my threshold. I'm just a man, trying to hold himself together in her wake.
I was lost in the moments I decided to keep. To be awake in a dreamless sleep. And in that place between dream and sleep, I planted some more things I would like to keep.
Federal and state laws (should) be changed to no longer make it a crime to possess marijuana for private use.
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