nurtured into a pond
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nurtured into a pond
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a collection of quotes that remind me of slay the princess. automated via @bluebotsdonequick.com. dm for source
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What does freedom really mean when demanded of you by a god?
Trading sacrifices for so-called victories. It’s unacceptable. Give her back to me!
The world is not a dichotomy of right and wrong… Right and wrong only applies to a few things, but not people. Good people take responsibility for their actions.
Cold. Everything was cold. Cold in his lungs, cold in his heart, cold in the very depths of his soul—if he still had one.
Compared to faint memories, having good friends by your side is really a wonderful thing… Even though they will eventually be gone too. People should never reject happiness in the present because of past suffering or disillusionment with the future.
But my envy is real. It’s a matter of mentality. You’d long for possibilities once you’re used to monotonous beauty. Every once in a while, I’d fantasize what I would look like if I had a chance to grow older.
Stories don’t care about heroes. Even if the hero dies, it doesn’t mean that the story ends— All you need is one more hero… To keep the story alive.
“Are you a monster?”
“The very worst one.”
“You don’t LOOK like a monster.”
“That’s how you can tell.”
When I came here, I failed at being a hero. So badly, in fact, that when I begged for one more chance, She laughed— and granted my request, because it was so pitiful that it amused her.
He wanted easy affection and easier sorrows, a family member’s warm embrace curled around his torso, a hold that said look, I am here, I am here and no one can hurt you now. Not even yourself.
He wanted easy affection and easier sorrows, a family member’s warm embrace curled around his torso, a hold that said look, I am here, I am here and no one can hurt you now. Not even yourself.
Then one day, a voice said to the light: “Why what an ungrateful world... You must be so unhappy.” The light asked what it meant. “You are not loved,” The voice replied.
Unknown, not even the Buddha and his enlightenment
Could ever understand something that’s already gone and spent
Is it me or is it the world that is the broken one that withers away?
Too late living here the same never was an option anyway
Loneliness is a fuel for the quiet and shamed
Close my eyes, is it time? Stay away, stay away
If I find God’s a lefty I can’t say how happy I’d be
Maybe, there is a place for me, waiting to see
Despite everything, it’s still you.
I had a long, long dream. I dreamed that you and I met again in the pure white world that we created.
I say… I said; I say…
Would you like to be a hero?
Did you ever forgive me?”
“Did you want me to?”
“...No.”
“Oh… Well— That’s too bad.”
I am solitary lights in an empty city. What are you?
“The hands that cradled your face and tilted it upwards to kiss your forehead are soaked in unfathomable quantities of blood.”
“But they cradled me, yes?”
Unborn life, unfulfilled wishes,
Tragic dreams at the edge of the universal darkness that could never come true,
Indwell my body, and descend unto this world.
Loneliness is a fuel for the quiet and shamed
Close my eyes, is it time? Stay away, stay away
If I find God’s a lefty I can’t say how happy I’d be
Maybe, there is a place for me, waiting to see
If I am to be an ocean, you have nurtured me into a pond. My waters are shallow and murky, and I yearn for more perspective.
It’s alright if we forget everything that happened here as long as we can still create new memories. Let’s leave together.
I will love you. Without requisite or deadline, I will love you.