I am a mixture of hope and despair, life and death, along with a smidgen of regret. 
I live by the word "Maktub" because it has all been written; and we are all just ink flowing out of a pen, swooshes and swirles, rough marks and delicate strokes, art on a never ending piece of paper. 
My mind is my worst nightmare and my best friend, and as a result I have figurative stab wounds on my back from the literal pain I feel.

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"but I want to tell them
that all of this shit
is just debris
leftover when we finally decide to smash all the things we thought
we used to be
and if you can’t see anything beautiful about yourself
get a better mirror
look a little closer
stare a little longer
because there’s something inside you
that made you keep trying
despite everyone who told you to quit
you built a cast around your broken heart
and signed it yourself
you signed it
“THEY WERE WRONG”"
- Shane Koyczan 'To This Day'


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Check them out if you're cool