Just because your soul is being torn to pieces doesn’t mean that you stop analyzing the phenomena.
You wanted to feel alive, right? It doesn’t matter if you’re monster or human. Living hurts.
Only a person who has lost somebody can understand the pain.
The storm is out there and every one of us must eventually face the storm. When the storm comes, pray that it will shake you to your roots and break you wide-open. Being broken open by the storm is your only hope. When you are broken open you get to discover for the first time what is inside you. Some people never get to see what is inside them; what beauty, what strength, what truth and love. They were never broken open by the storm. So, don’t run from your pain – run into your pain. Let life’s storm shatter you.
The thing about hearts is that they always want to keep beating
All my pains has always increased my sense of purpose.
I hate that I got dealt shitty parents! I hate how you make me feel like scum! I hate that you’re always running away from me! And I hate that I ever fucking gave you the power to destroy me!
Scars are just a treasure map for pain you’ve buried too deep to remember.
This is a touch game. There are times when you’ve got to play hurt when you’ve got to block out the pain.
No one can hurt you except you give them the power to do so and choose to accept it.