Friday, July 21, 2017

I would rather be destroyed by honesty, than to live foolishly in your lies...

Build. Destroy. Rebuild. I've mastered the art of bouncing back.  Now to master the art of not having to...




"Truth is, I never needed drugs, everything I love destroys me enough."




 "Loving you was the most exquisite form of self-destruction."



"You cannot destroy me.  I destroy me. "




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All the grief that swallows us whole is pooling over the edges and bleeding into everything; changing the shape of what it touches.