My journal writing snippets

"It feels better to disappear than to disappoint"

"I have lived a thousand times, yet not at all"

"There's an instinct for an addictive personality to self destruct when there's no need. It's their innate thirst to feel more. They feel like more and less at the same time as the chemicals enter their systems. Even the happy crave this."

"I know I'm right, but I still catch myself saying sorry"

"Silence them together? We'll rip our stitches to unravel who we are. Free your butterflies, let them live"

"Human life is existential horror"

"Open your hands if you want to be held"

"I'm all or nothing while I sit alone, unable to stop smiling. We can't help but smiling"

"In our world nothing felt real. It was your world, only you we real"

"Love used to be so human, now its just a disease"

"Helebores glisten in that breeze as they wither to the form of a deathcap"

"you make me good, you make me care"

"She was the light in the room, until she wasn't. 'Ride or die' she'd say. Lets see how many lives we have"

"And I knew by the third time, I could be safe in someone's arms"

"Someone new said I was perfect. He bandaged my bleeding finger twice. I like him"

"I'm the glue you never knew you needed"

"One of us had to crack for the other to heal"

"I told you to be gentle while you ripped me apart"

"I want to feel the eternal heat of Icarus' burnt skin"

"How beautiful an unconditional love could be"

"I only have second hand words to express this, it'll never be enough"

"It's lonely when you love someone so much"

"All the shit we didn't realise was destroying us"

"Poetry doesn't belong in a heart that's warm"

"we were racing the sun in your car"

"You're overgrown, strangle my bones then. I can't cut you back anyway"

"I'm not a toy you can play with until you've worn me out"

"I distinctly remember realising it's easier to not think existentially. And through that I have neglected countless possibilities for growth. It was an edging feeling at the front of my head leading to the centre of my chest."

"Do we let the maiden lead the unicorn to its death for the sake of a show?"

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