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"How strange that we can go from friends to inseparable to hateful then casual all in one lifetime."
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"We move between two darknesses."
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"Every exit is an entry somewhere else."
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"Winter lingered so long in the lap of Spring that it occasioned a great deal of talk."
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Personal Development
"Let go of what was and embrace what to be."
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"How strange that we can go from friends to inseparable to hateful then casual all in one lifetime."
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"Today's enemies can be your friends tomorrow. And today's friends can be tomorrow's enemies."
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"Leaving the familiar for unknown terrain is like a death - and feeling this level of finality should snap one back to life for life has greater meaning in the face of death."
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"The old London was fading from her memory. She no longer expected to see the shops that had been bombed when she passed familiar streets. In many places the sites were being redeveloped. That's what seemed real now " the new buildings and the flats above them. As she hit her stride, Mirabelle smiled. It felt good to be in the big city again and on her way."
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"The interval between the decay of the old and the formation and establishment of the new constitutes a period of transition which must always necessarily be one of uncertainty, confusion, error, and wild and fierce fanaticism."
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Personal Development
"...your tranquil yes to the changing over into the formless void of the unlimited."
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"I count everything. Even numbers, odd numbers, multiples of 10. I count the ticks of the clock i count the tocks of the clock I count the lines between the lines on a sheet of paper. I count the broken beats of my heart I count my pulse and my blinks and the number of tries it takes to inhale enough oxygen for my lungs. I stay like this I stand like this I count like this until the feeling stops. Until the tears stop spilling, until my fists stop shaking, until my heart stops aching. There are never enough numbers."
Mental Health
"I am suspended in the moment. Flickering images faded with age, frozen thoughts hovering precariously in dead space, a whirlwind of memories that slice through my soul."
Memory
"Sometimes I think the loneliness inside of me is going to explode through my skin and sometimes im not sure if crying or screaming or laughing through the hysteria will solve anything at all."
Isolation
"Dear, sweet, beautiful girl."
Beauty
"The only existence I know now is the one I was given. An echo of what used to be."
Existence
"I hope he doesn't know he just touched my leg.And nothing happened."
Tension
"They filled our world with weapons aimed at foreheads and smiled as they shot 16 candles right through our future. They killed those strong enough to fight back and locked up the freaks who failed to live up to their utopian expectations."
Destruction
"The Sun is an arrogant thing, always leaving the world behind when it tires of us. The Moon is a loyal companion. It never leaves. It's always there, watching, steadfast, knowing us in our light and dark moments, changing forever just as we do. Everyday it's a different version of itself. Sometimes weak and wan, sometimes strong and full of life. The Moon understands what it means to be human. Uncertain. Alone. Cratered by imperfections."
Companionship
"Right now I can't even control my own imagination as it grips my hair and drags me into the dark."
Imagination
"I can't be my own person if I constantly require someone else to hold me together."
Independence
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