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You’ll never know all our secrets, but you can admire our truths.
fucking hate crying. Loathe showing this weakness, this vulnerability that has no room in my life or in this town.
“Life left you empty so that you’d have room to fill it. We are only hollow if we allow ourselves to remain that way.”
But it’s nice to be alive and not okay. To have someone to talk to, to know there is someone out there who knows I’m battling for every breath.
Death still has a way of sweeping the rug out from under you every time.
What is it about being a teenager and having so many people to talk to? Do you grow up and just crave quiet? Or do we grow apart from people out of survival?
Non timebo mala on the left. Vallis tua umbra on the right.
The eyes never lie.
“Silas, I promise to be your peace when the world provides only war. To be your secret keeper and safe haven. Today, I vow to be the one person who accepts you for who you are and who you will become.” She glances up at me, holding my gaze as she speaks the last line. “Till death do us part.”
“On this day, I vow to make your rage my own, to weather the storm of your revenge and keep you forever safe. I promise to stand by you. No matter what comes, you will never be alone. Till death do us part.”
Scared of what I’ll do to the people I care about. Innocent lives are destroyed by damaged people who were hurt before they had a chance to heal. I’m the example in this art of destruction.
Two colliding stars that waited centuries to touch, refusing to be separated.
