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@scadualtus @drakenborne @margueriteduraz

I don't believe in God, but I believe that you're my savior

The truth is, they hated me. I was a burden to them. They tried to cover it up. They repressed those feelings for years, but in the end they broke. After that, there was no going back. They told me they didn’t want me.

If your dear heart is wounded, my wild heart bleeds with yours.

No home anymore. Nowhere to return. My house is a ruin, a cemetery.

You’re so polite with your sadness. You don’t want to ruin this for anyone.

If all else perished, and he remained, I should still continue to be; and if all else remained, and he were annihilated, the universe would turn to a mighty stranger.

There is no greater love than the love the wolf feels for the lamb-it-doesn’t-eat

I touch the world not as myself but as an echo of who I was. Can you hear me yet? Can you read me?

When one’s conscience could not bear it, they can only hope that their flesh could share the pain of their spirit.

I used to think there was such a thing as emptiness, that there were places in the world one could go and be alone. This, I think, is still true, but the error in my reasoning was to assume that alone was somewhere you could go, rather than somewhere you had to be left.

I am what I am. To look for 'reasons' is beside the point.

I want to consume the whole world, devour it, chew it to pieces, and spit it out again—fresh, terrible, beautiful, alive in all its parts, alive and singing.

I thought maybe you could love me like you used to. Even though I’m… different. But you changed too. So… Here’s to the new us.

When one’s conscience could not bear it, they can only hope that their flesh could share the pain of their spirit.

You will think me cruel, very selfish, but love is always selfish; the more ardent the more selfish.

For I am soft and too easily devoured by my love.

It’s never a waste of time if it’s with you.

if you want to destroy my sweater.. hold this thread as i walk away!