Don't dream, when you can't make it real. They're only fictions anyway - Moddi, A Sense of Grey

Dance, when you're broken open. Dance, if you've torn the bandage off. Dance, in the middle of the fighting. Dance in your blood. Dance, when you're perfectly free - Rumi

Aug 11, 2012

Children of Flame And Ash

R: How do I move on?
A: You stop trying to pick up the pieces, let them fall and light one up as a symbol of good riddance.
R: Ugh. No. I want to find a way to move on, not kill myself in the process.
A: Meh.We all die young, little one. 
R: Haha! You are so full of shit.  
From The Wisdom Well of at

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