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“Yes, terrible things happen, but sometimes those terrible things — they save you.”

— Chuck Palahniuk, Haunted

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Down to my bones

I know that I am 

Yours forever,

And even when

Those bones are dust

My soul will continue 

To whisper to yours,

“I love you.”

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This love is

A work of art

Only you and I 

Could have created.

A story

Only we could write.

A song

Only we could sing.

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In your whiskey eyes,

I can drown my insecurities

As you see me like

I’ve never been seen before.

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I am before you

On my knees,

Holding out a 

Silver platter

Which holds my

Still-beating heart.

Take it and

Do with it 

What you will.

I don’t care,

All I ask is that,

When you’re finished,

Do not ask me to

Put it back.

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I am but a heap of molecules,

Combusting with every touch

Of your hands.

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First Kiss

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As I lie awake and drifting, there comes the moonlight sifting it's fingers through the midnight of your hair.

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Thank You For Finding Me

I didn’t see you coming

Though I’ve searched for you my whole life.

I never imagined this would happen

Though I’ve wished for it forever.

I couldn’t have predicted us

Though we are all I’ve ever wanted.

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Awaken, Muses

Invoke the muses

And let them know that

Their time for rest is over.

The chains have gone from

My restless fingers,

Emotions sparkling from them

In words I have not

Touched in so long.

Wake the muses,

One by one,

Until they are gathered

Around me.

Let them hear my story,

Let them turn it into magic.

Rouse the muses,

Tell them of your words

And how they brought me

Back from the underworld.

Let them swallow these

Overwhelming feelings 

And produce from them a

Piece of art for the ages.

Let the muses sing our song

So that every ear may hear it

And fall in love, as we have,

With our divine creation.

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I cannot seem to write anything lately. I cannot seem to access the freest corners of my imagination... There used to dwell an overflowing amount of creativity which begged to be set free, but now I cannot release it and so I do not even know if it is there anymore. I've lost the key.

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― Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being

[ text ID: The longing for Paradise is man's longing not to be man. ]

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god may be within these pages, that is why I can never stop turning them... and when I've read the last one, I'll break the binding on another tome in a perpetual quest for the salvation I was promised

god is hiding in between the pages of your favorite book that you haven't read yet and when you're done god will hide in another

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if it's fantasy, your diner is The Inn™

you can literally never go wrong with having diners in your story regardless of its genre. like they're false beacons of hope, they're safe havens for the lost and unwanted, they exist as a bridge between worlds, they're haunted by the memories of all the people who have been there before, they're both cozy and eerie, and they're literally always there. every town has a diner. every town knows what those flickering red lights mean. and stories about diners never fail to fuck severely.

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a dream of the undead

Life is starting over again.

I've been buried for so long. Now my hands claw at the soil to drag my tired body from the eternal sleep of death. Gasping, my first breath of fresh air in so long. I collapse on the surface and gaze up at the sky. The stars wink and twinkle, welcome home.

Nothing is familiar and nothing feels real. Everything is strange, like a dream, like I'm not really here; it's all a mirage. Life is starting over again and I am a brand new infant child. I know nothing. But it is the mystery that pushes me forward, it is the longing to learn that propels me into my future.

I am ready to live yet another life, I am only afraid to say goodbye to the one that I have so arduously built. Again, I must kill the old me. Again, I have to say goodbye to all I know and step forward into the bright white emptiness of uncertainty. No, I don't have to.

I get to start over. I get to become new, to evolve, to broaden my mind and grow as a human being. The fear is there, but not so much that I do not recognize how lucky I am for the opportunity to shed my old self and emerge as someone better, once more.

I get to advance, to move higher toward enlightenment, to reach out further into the ever-expanding universe, to connect myself firmly with the ground upon which I walk and the air that fills my lungs. Life; I get another chance to live it.

I just hope that, this time, I get it right.

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