How did it feel to look at your hands and see them glowing, putrid stained with pixie dust. Specks of the cleanliness you could only reminisce about. Who knows how long it’s been since your own hands were pure. Since you first gave into the darkness, allowed your hands to scratch that itch and watch them swing for that same spot time and time again. Maybe you tried to stop them. Maybe you longed for the days before it all. Maybe you longed for it so much you stole mine.
“Regarding relationships, I have just one rule: give me truth, however cold or cruel, or hard it is to hear. I would prefer to have my heart bled and broken if it means I can then move on, than waste a single moment of my time being fooled by a lie intended to preserve my feelings”
“I think that’s what’s wrong with the world; no one says what they really feel, they always hold it inside. They’re sad but they don’t cry. They’re happy but they don’t dance or sing. They’re angry but they don’t scream. Because if they do, they feel ashamed and that’s the worst feeling in the world. So everyone walks with their heads down and no one sees how beautiful the sky is.”
“Your journey has moulded you for your greater good, and it was exactly what it needed to be. Don’t think you’ve lost time. There is no short cutting to life. It took each and every situation you have encountered to bring to the now. And now is right on time”
“Every defeat you meet will mark an important turning point in your life. For defeat will bring you face to face with the necessity of renewing confidence in yourself, or of admitting that confidence is lacking.”
“Real men don’t talk about their sexual conquests or call a woman out of her name. My father once told me “No matter if a woman is a sinner or a saint when you lay with her you become her equal. So no matter what you feel about them, it’s also a reflection of yourself”
“Have the passion, take the action and magic will happen”