Amanda Starr

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“I feel like my soul was used, pillaged, penatrated to the core.. .. Destroyed beyond recognition......I can nolonger identify carnage engulfed in flames inside. ... I knew you took my heart, because it was yours to have, you could have left my soul, it had no value to you....”
Starr

“I never want to be stationary again, I will never plant roots in a person, unless I can physically feel them breaking through the dirt and implanting deep within.

Leeching on to the blood supply of the human formation, while simultaneously becoming entangled in the edges of forever.

I will not give permit placement of my soul to anyone that has an underdeveloped heart with a wondering eye. The roots must have nurturing soil with space to spread.”
Starr

“RANDOM LIST OF REDUDENT SHIT

Expecting brickwalls to transform into doors.... Expecting the blind to see beauty with eyesight.......Expecting an illiterate poet to write novels.......Expecting the electrician to fix the plumbing......Expecting comfort from the cause......
...................................... Expecting the truth after a lie ...... Expecting love from the heartless.... Expecting a kingdom from a coward..... Expecting peace in the middle of war...... Expecting reciprocity from the greedy......Expecting a size 6 shoe to fit a size 9 foot....... Expecting 100% with only 14.28% of valenteered access.....Expecting your to be mine when you don't want me as yours.”
Starr

“I want my illusion back, I want the feeling of hope to return because reality is too cruel without a maybe….

I want to look at you and feel home again, safe, protected, without fear, because right now I can’t sustain the elements without you as my armor……

I want you to be my sun again and warm my soul, because the light left with you and it’s getting cold, again….

I want my missing pieces back, the one’s you borrowed from me because I can’t make myself whole with what you left of me….”
Starr

“WHEN HE WON'T LOVE ME
I sit quietly here, still, frozen, a lifeless breathing corpse.
Inside, abandoned cries for love, ricochet deep in bones.

No words pass between my lips, nothing is uttered in protest or defense.
Inside, war is proclaimed between the ignorance of flesh and the knowledge of soul.

Eyes are fixed in place, to avoid meeting his in this vulnerable state.
Inside, is self torture, he is all I can see, no matter the position of eyelids.”
Starr
tags: hurt, love, pain

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