In truth, you like the pain. You like it because you believe you deserve it, and the fact that you’re putting yourself through pain means you are doing what you, by all rights, ought to do. You’re doing something right. Your ability to withstand pain is your claim to fame. It is ascetic, holy. It is self-control.
Monday, June 21, 2010
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I feel so totally alone in this world of confusion, yet there is never a moment I'm completely alone, sometimes that's all I wish for. This thing inside you its in me too.It's consumed me. However I think it's always beenin her lurking in the shadowy depth of my mind, you just brought it out.
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your poetry is exquisite and tortuous to read at the same time. you're clearly tormented and I'm sorry that thats the case however you have managed to use your natural aptitude for writing and words to create something beautiful out of an otherwise (seemingly) miserable situation. it's lovely and so are you
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