Quotes and poetry by thatspilledink

Heartaches have an awfully cheeky manner of holding back till the screaming silences of 3:00 am to pick on me with the thought of how not okay i am.
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Asking me to get rid of my insecurities because "its all in my head" and Bringing up my self doubt as if I don't already realize it by now does no help. If i could get rid of my insecurities I would almost immediately
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You need to approve of being okay with not being okay. Sometimes when it feels like everything around you is breaking the hardest thing to progress towards becoming adjusted to is that when things are going into disrepair they may really be becoming alright. Take as much time as is needed. Be kind to yourself. Keep in mind you came this far all by yourself. Keep in mind that you have endured heart wrecks previously. That you have grinned a thousand times when you were very nearly breakdown. You made through it before you'll make through it once more. All you need is time honey give yourself some time.
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She is a beautifully painted catastrophe in the paradoxical colors of emotions
Painted with swords brushes knifes and hands
Her hair with darkness of regrets
eyes with ink of curiosity
Lips with the blood of love
Her hands more fragile than the feather it was painted with
And feets that have the strength of a canvas stand holding every inch of her with elegance
She is made with backbone painted with intentions of never giving up and the skin that can't take one more wound
her whole body is outlined with the strong emotions of serenity and the highlighted with the bruises of agony and scars of insecurities
Her soul is dusted with the sparkle of laughter
There are chaos in her mind and burning flames in her heart setting fire to its own canvas
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Kese ladu apne liye mukadme apno k khilaf

Dar h haar jaungi agar jeet gayi to.
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We're all writers on bad days. some write in ink, some in blood others in tears.
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My wounds still bleed Everytime i think of you & for this reason I never fall short of ink.
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I hid myself under the heavy blanket of mixed emotion with your words still screaming so loud that the thunder echoed inside me and the Strom shattered me to pieces...i begged myself to get up and get over but all i could do was nothing and then it kept rainning heavily on my pillow the whole night.
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You Asked me why do i love you and I was quite.. wondering why would someone not love you. I thought of every single thing I knew about you still wondering what's not to love. It's my instincts that tell me that you are the one and because you are the only person I share my unfiltered thoughts with without the fear of being judged because you don't just ask me if I am ok you make sure that I am because you like things about me that seems clumsy to other people and because you are the one I can share comfortable silence with and smile like it was the best conversation I have ever had because you taught me that intimacy is about comfort and that there's nothing embarrassing about body hairs because you told me that you are in love with every part of me my smile my skin the hairs on the skin the scars stretch marks love handles every single thing I was insecure about and because you are the reason I am falling more and more and love with myself every passing day because you adore me like a baby and treat me like a lady because you didn't just tell me that I deserve the world you actually gave me the word and above all because of the uncondition love you gave for i know it takes courage to love a woman like me.
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