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Beauty only neutralizes the evil in a person. It blinds people with its surface to conceal the darkness that swims beneath it.
Love is not guaranteed, and the hardest thing the human heart will withstand is dealing with the loss of someone who is still alive.
There are too many people who would rather torment you with your weakness, than acknowledge you for your triumphs. The chorus comes back again,
Our souls recognized each other when my memories did not.
“Yeah, babe, I am, I’m the fucking worst. But to beat the monsters, one must become one.”
“People are only lost because they don’t have anyone willing to find them.”
Forget the stars aligning, Heaven and Hell moved when we were born. I just don’t know how this is all going to end…
“Love the fucking smell of revenge.”
Trust is the complication that delays love, it’s the bridge that joins two people together, so when that bridge burns down, it takes time to rebuild it, and that’s fine. You spend time rebuilding it, laying down the foundation again and putting all the time, blood, sweat, and tears into it, but here’s the thing. If you rebuild it, you better make sure the other is willing to cross it for you.
In this moment, it didn’t matter that the same hands that had caused so much carnage were the only ones that could tame my sadness.
As though his soul was waiting for your birth.”
“I’ll fucking wait for you for as long as I need to, because time doesn’t tick unless you’re in my arms.”
“You wouldn’t be the girl I fell for if you didn’t make me work for it.”
The fucking villain in my story who stole my black fucking heart.
“Your eyes tell the explicit story that your soul tries to hide.”
