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"Here's to the scars that make us who we are, and the mistakes we choose to leave behind.

Here's to everything that aches and everything that breaks.

Here's to you,

and to me,

and to the courage it takes to be alive."

Isabelle F.

"Life is about knowing when to blink,

and when to stare in awe."

Isabelle F.

"One of the hardest lessons you will ever have to learn is that you can't save anyone.

Not with love, not by force.

Not even by bleeding yourself dry.

You can only be there.

Keeping them warm while they fight and hope it is enough."

Isabelle F.

"I've come to the conclusion that human beings are impossible beings.

With our art and resilience and fragility.

We are the universe condensed into flesh and bone.

Brimming with so much hope it could implode into a thousand stars."

Isabelle F.

One day, we found each other among the chaos and confusion of existence.

And today,

in this dawn,

in this city,

in this life, we grow within the other with love blooming from our fingertips.

"In the end it didn't matter who was the lighter and who was the fuse.

We both got fucking burned."

Isabelle F .

"All my life, I believed falling in love would feel like calm water and a soft place to land.

I believed I had found it. And that I was so so so lucky to be holding it.

I didn't realize the blood running from my fingers until it was to late."

Isabelle F.

"The day I lost you my tongue felt like copper.

Salty and rusty and so so heavy it almost forced me to the ground.

The day I lost you my lungs were ready to give out.

I had forgotten how walking the same earth as you kept me alive.

The day I lost you I found myself.

It was so hard, to remember who I was aside from the person who loved you.

I'm still not sure, darling, but I'll keep on searching.

One breath at a time."

Isabelle F.

"When I say I'm yours I don't mean I belong to you like a property.

That's too easy, darling. Too plain for this love that we've crafted.

When I say I'm yours I mean my soul chose yours to make a home with.

It means my every heartbeat pounds to the rhythm of your smile, and my every breath aches to fan over your skin.

It means your name is etched on my eyelids so I can take you with me when dreams come to carry me away.

It means I'll stay even when everything else is fading away."

Isabelle F.

"You swore the future would wait for us.

Swore it would be enough to hold onto sandcastle promises and volatile tides.

Swore the days we spent in bliss would turn into an eternity built together.

But, darling, time flew by so fast we never even had a chance to catch it."

Isabelle F.

"In the end the words we didn't speak were the noose that took the last breath of whatever love was left between us."

Isabelle F.

Recipe for writing

I. Take a broken heart and bleed it out until every atom of the universe feels at peace.

II. Add the gift to create new realities and sprinkle on just a smidge of melancholy from any yesterday that left you yearning.

III. Stir in hope and stardust melted into blind faith in happy endings. Bring it to a simmer.

IV. Serve with a side of passion and a generous portion of intrinsic, painful honesty.

V. Let it all roll down your throat; ink will heal you while opening up new scars.

Isabelle F.

"We're fueled by the tomorrow we've crafted in our heads.

It keeps us going at full speed with nothing to slow us down.

But it'll be alright, darling.

We'll crash and burn magnificently, and the wreckage left behind will be the perfect ending to our pretend love story."

Isabelle F.

"To you I'm just collateral damage in your endless battle to find yourself."

Isabelle F.

"It has always seemed strange to me how you tape all your memories to the walls of your room. As if they would slip away if you didn't see them every day.

The ticket from our first concert together that still has indie music seeping from the paper and ink.

The picture of the Eiffel tower you took in the winter during a particularly dark acid trip.

The plastic entry bracelet from the camping site where you got so wasted with your friends you lost the night sky.

You cover your walls with tokens of happy days. Tokens of love and adventure. Tokens of heartbreak.

But souvenirs can only last for so long, darling, and loneliness clashes horribly with white paint."

Isabelle F.

"You promise yourself fear will never stutter in your heart.

Not ever again.

You'll cling to neon dreams and iridescent fairytales.

Hope will stick to your honey lips and turn every word they grace into courage.

You'll be so goddamned brave, light will have to make room for you."

Isabelle F.

You are, without a doubt, my most wonderful mistake.

Isabelle F.

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