My life is a collection of quotes

I have an obsession with quotes because other people are so much better than I am at putting my feeling into words.


I have always wondered who's arms I would run and fall into if I were drunk in a room with everyone I have ever loved. Furthermore, I wonder who would still catch me.

Last year I lost myself; I hit rock bottom.


Intoxicated with my madness, I'm in love with sadness.


The hardest thing is to kill the monster inside you, without killing yourself in the process.


I started laughing, but all I wanted to do was cry.


I pretend it doesn't bother me, but I just want to explode.


I'm in a battle with myself, and the worst part is winning.


I like to look at other peoples' wrists just to make sure they're okay. Then I remember they could be like me, master's at hiding.


I feel like screaming because I don't have anyone to talk to.


Why should I apologize for the monster I've become? No one ever apologized for making me this way.


I have so much to say, but no one listens.


I hope you never see me the way I see myself.

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Add this to your collection:  "When the Lord calls you home you can tell him why one of his creations is better than another of his creations.  Good Luck!

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