I knew that what was left of me would always love you, but never in quite the same way.
_F. Scott Fitzgerald

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@darkmekare
I knew that what was left of me would always love you, but never in quite the same way.
_F. Scott Fitzgerald
Nothing can bring you peace but yourself
_Ralph Waldo Emerson
Above all else, it is about leaving a mark that I existed: I was here. I was hungry. I was defeated. I was happy. I was sad. I was in love. I was afraid. I was hopeful. I had an idea and I had a good purpose...
_Felix Gonzalez-Torres
I want to possess her only in her freedom.
_Søren Kierkegaard
She holds her head as high as if she were beautiful, and holds her body as if she were strong
_Michel Faber
If you saw me, perhaps you would fear me, perhaps adore me, but all I ask of you is to love me. I would rather you would love me as an equal than adore me as a god."
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darkmekare
In her guts a woman knows there is a deadliness in being the too-sweet self for too long.
_Clarissa Pinkola Estés
Above all else, it is about leaving a mark that I existed: I was here. I was hungry. I was defeated. I was happy. I was sad. I was in love. I was afraid. I was hopeful. I had an idea and I had a good purpose...
_Felix Gonzalez-Torres
(by Menerva Tau)
glantine In dusty velvets clad usurp the bed And woodland empery, and when the lingering rose hath shed
_Oscar wilde
A rage of weather is tethered to my ribs, held by a soulful feather, silent as a dead foe. It will totter to tatters but always get better, but always gets wetter. It is a feather that irks the ribs, bothers the heart, lures the throat to a close, and sucks damp air from between my fettered ears. It is a feather that can never untether this rage in my head or else it would burn, burn, burn to a crisp
_Oona Griffin
I'm a pretty little thing, Always coming with the spring; In the meadows green I'm found, Peeping just above the ground, And my stalk is cover'd flat With a white and yellow hat.
_Ann Taylor
Here’s to all the places we went. And here’s to all the places we’ll go. And here’s to me, whispering again and again and again and again: I love you.
_John Green
Be like a tree. Stay grounded. Connect with your roots. Turn over a new leaf. Bend before you break. Enjoy your unique natural beauty. Keep growing.”
_Joanne Raptis
She holds her head as high as if she were beautiful, and holds her body as if she were strong
_Michel Faber
She asked: When?
He said: Now!
she : why ?
He : Do I need a reason ?
She: NO !
~Dark Stranger
C'est dans mon âme que Vous écrivez Maître
Ink on the Skin, White like Paper. I am my writing, The corners taper. My poems I read, Then soon become. Sharing the thoughts, I'm trying to overcome. These words I write, Share a story. Even if they don't understand, And all they speak is derogatory. Ink on the skin, Sinking in, I live for these words, Standing for the appellation of sin.
_Naturdrowning
Fuck More, Complain Less