I?ve grown up defined by this desperate, undeniable, ?can?t breathe? kind of space inside of myself and I?m afraid that the diagnosis is fatal.
— Jennifer Elisabeth
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In the end we’re all on a journey of sorts.
We wait for a sign or something that attracts our attention. Look for a deeper meaning to it all. That’s what poetry is for.
Searching.
— R.M. Engelhardt, The Last Cigarette: The Collected Poems Of R.M. Engelhardt 1989-2006
27
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Be mindful. Be grateful. Be positive. Be true.
Be mindful. Be grateful. Be positive. Be true. Be kind.
— Roy T. Bennett, The Light in the Heart
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You cannot change anyone, but you can be
You cannot change anyone, but you can be the reason someone changes.
— Roy T. Bennett, The Light in the Heart
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She was pure chaos with a touch of
She was pure chaos with a touch of disaster
and god damn did I love drama.
— ventum
27
Mar
In the end we’re all on a journey
In the end we’re all on a journey of sorts.
We wait for a sign or something that attracts our attention. Look for a deeper meaning to it all. That’s what poetry is for.
Searching.
— R.M. Engelhardt, The Last Cigarette: The Collected Poems Of R.M. Engelhardt 1989-2006
27
Mar
She was pure chaos with a touch of
She was pure chaos with a touch of disaster
and god damn did I love drama.
— ventum
27
Mar
Be mindful. Be grateful. Be positive. Be true.
Be mindful. Be grateful. Be positive. Be true. Be kind.
— Roy T. Bennett, The Light in the Heart
27
Mar
You cannot change anyone, but you can be
You cannot change anyone, but you can be the reason someone changes.
— Roy T. Bennett, The Light in the Heart
27
Mar
You cannot change anyone, but you can be
You cannot change anyone, but you can be the reason someone changes.
— Roy T. Bennett, The Light in the Heart
27
Mar
In the end we’re all on a journey
In the end we’re all on a journey of sorts.
We wait for a sign or something that attracts our attention. Look for a deeper meaning to it all. That’s what poetry is for.
Searching.
— R.M. Engelhardt, The Last Cigarette: The Collected Poems Of R.M. Engelhardt 1989-2006
27
Mar
She was pure chaos with a touch of
She was pure chaos with a touch of disaster
and god damn did I love drama.
— ventum
27
Mar
Be mindful. Be grateful. Be positive. Be true.
Be mindful. Be grateful. Be positive. Be true. Be kind.
— Roy T. Bennett, The Light in the Heart