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“The strongest ones are the ones who have every reason to die but still live.”
― I Am The Architect of My Own Destruction
― I Am The Architect of My Own Destruction
“Solitude is not the only possible parent of boredom: we sometimes find ourselves bored to death while we are with someone, a few people, or even many people.”
― On Friendship: A Satirical Essay
― On Friendship: A Satirical Essay
“May 18, 2018
Some days I could fly and feel very happy. I record those days in my journal for I know that I will feel very sad again. And I need proof that I will be very happy again. Thankfully, I feel very happy tonight. Goodnight.”
― I Am The Architect of My Own Destruction
Some days I could fly and feel very happy. I record those days in my journal for I know that I will feel very sad again. And I need proof that I will be very happy again. Thankfully, I feel very happy tonight. Goodnight.”
― I Am The Architect of My Own Destruction
“Self-Restoration
You will
heal not
in a way
that you
are acceptable
to other people.
You will
heal in a way
that you are acceptable
to yourself.”
― I Am The Architect of My Own Destruction
You will
heal not
in a way
that you
are acceptable
to other people.
You will
heal in a way
that you are acceptable
to yourself.”
― I Am The Architect of My Own Destruction
“You & Me
I will always
be glad
for the moments
we’ve shared
and for the moments
we still have to share.
Waking up next to you
is a miracle:
Your skin; My skin
Your eyes; My eyes
Your hair; My fingers
Your paintings; My poems
Your piercings; My tattoos
Your overfeeling mind; My overthinking heart
Your fart in the middle of the night; My uncontainable laughter
Your soft yawn when you woke up;
My lips kissing your soul back to sleep;
My head on your chest;
Listening to the heart that taught me it’s okay to feel again.”
― I Am The Architect of My Own Destruction
I will always
be glad
for the moments
we’ve shared
and for the moments
we still have to share.
Waking up next to you
is a miracle:
Your skin; My skin
Your eyes; My eyes
Your hair; My fingers
Your paintings; My poems
Your piercings; My tattoos
Your overfeeling mind; My overthinking heart
Your fart in the middle of the night; My uncontainable laughter
Your soft yawn when you woke up;
My lips kissing your soul back to sleep;
My head on your chest;
Listening to the heart that taught me it’s okay to feel again.”
― I Am The Architect of My Own Destruction
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