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Your touch brought forth an incandescent glow, tarnished but so grand -> And so I enter into evidence my tarnished coat of arms / My muses, acquired like bruises, my talismans and charms

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“…But there is no real me. Only an entity. Something illusory. And though I can hide my cold gaze, and you can shake my hand and feel flesh gripping yours, and maybe you can even sense our lifestyles are probably comparable, I simply am not there.”

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“i can’t be everything to everyone…”

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“I hate this feeling. Like I'm here, but I'm not. Like someone cares. But they don't. Like I belong somewhere else, anywhere but here, and escape lies just past that snowy window, cool and crisp as the February air.” - Ellen Hopkins, Crank

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“And I realize that no matter where I am, whether in a little room full of thought, or in this endless universe of stars and mountains, it’s all in my mind.”

— Jack Kerouac

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“I owe myself the biggest apology for putting up with what I didn’t deserve.”

— Unknown

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Are you successful because you follow your passion or are you passionate about what you do because you’re successful?

Ben Horowitz

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FLETCHER Performs BITTER Live on the Honda Stage

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“Most of the stars we see at night are already dead. Some people are like that, too.”

drownthe-ocean

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Forgive me for I am too weak to control the darkness I contain inside of me but do not question my love. My love is the only light that still shines here.

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We, as a culture, have romanticized the idea of what love should be so much, that we can't even tell anymore what is to be true. Love is not some grand gesture or proclamation of one's desires towards another. Love is raw and love is painful. It is knowing the faults and scars of another, and secrets they'd never share with another. Love is caring deeply for someone out of the pure, heartfelt, emotion to just care for them. Love is not something you fall into. Only a fool falls in love. Real love, that's something that a movie or song or poem, could never express accurately. Frankly, one who is in love glides gracefully into it, fully aware of what they have found in this person and acknowledges how deeply they care for them. Love is everything we hope for, but very few ever get to experience. It is rare, and once obtained, should be cherished with the utmost care.

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I'm on my way to hell Well I've tried, god knows that I've tried I'm on my way to hell One time, two time, three time, again

Brand New

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Brand New - Out Of Mana

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I Am A Nightmare // Brand New

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