Metamorphosis

We don't know what to fight for now - thus we fight against everything. We resist the good, and allow the bad to fill all the cracks in our heart.

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Music truly is a reprieve. It spirits you away, into a whole other world where everything is pure. It's an escape from all the filth in this world...

Music was my refuge. I could crawl into the space between the notes and curl my back to loneliness.

-Maya Angelou

We all have our own forms of escape. I will plan my escape routes. Turn tail and run when the situation calls for it.

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Letting the whole world in on your secret - then you've got nothing sacred and special left for yourself. How many times have I done exactly that? Now, I've decided to be selfish. It's about time I locked everything up in my heart shaped box and threw away the key. Keep everything buried deep within.

I want to surround myself with the people and things I love and care about.
(I'll shed my skin, to drain you out of me.)


The times are hard - intense emotional sufferings that make you want to beat yourself up. But we'll get by. I'll pull through...as always. So will you.


(overused and cliche line, but my favourite for now)
Till death do us part. ♥