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Love

Love is super gluing a painting to your wall. After time, whether you find it beautiful or terrible, it will still be there. Removing it will do visible damage, which is a reminder in itself. Hopefully something more beautiful replaces the damage...

Beautiful Enigma.

I stare off in my own world, aimless. Then you pass by. Something catches me and I can't explain it. The endearing smile? The always different hair? The crazy personality? Everything. All of it catches me. The beautiful thing about this world is that we don't have to understand what's happening to like it. And that's what happens with you. I can't explain what happens when you smile at me. I can't explain why the butterflies in my stomach take off when you're around. I can't explain why any of my emotions for you exist, but they're wonderful. I can't accurately express the hapiness of you in my life, but I do know what to call these feelings: A Beautiful Enigma. Something I wouldn't change even if I knew. Because this feeling of mine is as beautiful to me as you are.

Love is a puzzle

Just because 2 pieces don't fit together doesn't mean the whole picture ruined.

Writing.

Why do I write? I was asked this today. The simplest answer I could give is, it's how I deal. It's how I cope. It's how I fight. I deal with depression. I cope with anger. I fight any demons I have. Your conscience can't hide on the page. Your pen hides no part of your brain. Any emotion you have comes out. Anything you've hidden away comes back to the forefront. We all must write. To destroy anxiety and demons. To bring thoughts out if hiding. We write because it's us. We write because we must.

Relationship Woes

Maybe I'm full of immaturity But I don't think you can see All the stuff you did to me. I guess it's on to the other fish in the sea From you I am free. But it still hurts me... Every day...

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You can’t become who you desire to be by remaining the way you are.

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Urgency

We never know when out hourglass will run out. And there's no way to monitor how much time you have left. So why wouldn't I follow every dream I have? Because if I don't that'll be what I obsess over. Whether there's 10 grains of sand left or 10 thousand I will obsess. Why didn't I do that? Why didn't I chase what makes me happy? Because I'm scared. But I'm done being scared. Now is my time. It's time for urgency. I won't sit by while my hourglass runs out. Forget about the hourglass. It's my time.

#poetry #poem #urgency

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I wrote a poem about it, and then threw it away, because that’s the last thing I need right now: More words dedicated to people who will never dedicate a single thing to me.

Charlotte Green (via wordsnquotes)

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You need a little bit of insanity to do great things.

Henry Rollins (via wnq-music)

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Snow globe.

Life is like a snow globe. It doesn't get interesting until stuff gets all shook up

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I’m just dying to say, ‘Hey, do you ever feel like jumping off a bridge?’ or ‘Do you feel an emptiness inside your chest at night that is going to swallow you?’ But you can’t say that at a…party.

Paul Gilmartin, The Mental Illness Happy Hour (via wordsnquotes)

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I know it’s okay not to have it all figured out but damn it would be nice.

Jacob Holguin (via wnq-writers)

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Check out this awesome poster by Ian Sulzer 💯

"Someone to love [is all we want]. Someone to wrap their arms around us and make us feel.... unique. Like it somehow matters that we're here, you know? Love is such a fleeting thing to pin all of our hapiness on isn't it? It's like trying to build a house of cards on the back of a squirrel"

Emma from "All New People"

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