My word stinkof blood and goreof sleepless nightsof invisible demonsof razors and knivesof slashed wristsMy words - they stink.
I wish I could fall asleep. But with a good book in my hands, I stay awake to finish reading.
You know you love him when you can't sleep at night and get up early to talk to him the next morning.
TIL KINGDOM COME you'll be the one. FOR YOU theres NO MORE KEEPING MY FEET ON THE GROUND. My head is in the clouds NOW MY FEET WONT TOUCH THE GROUND. LIFE IS FOR LIVING and i cant live until i have st...
Success is not a distant dream,it is a reality for those who sweat to achieve it,enjoy sleepless nights, take calculative steps through the day,and with self introspection keeps it humble with a smile...
Sacred souls experience sleepless nights. It is enormous strength for specific sacred work.
And I will remember how we made the sun blush every morning.
Go back to bed so that, when the tempest comes, you'll be strong enough to deal with it. And the tempest is coming, dear one. Very soon. But not tonight.