Jenbag.

Chapter 17.
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Plenty of people ask me if anything is wrong, but I find that none of them really want to know.

Someday you wont remember this pain you thought would last forever and ever.

At the end of the day, all we have is who we are.

We carry these things inside us that no one else can see. They hold us down like anchors. They drown us out at sea.

You're like an angel, but with broken wings.

We live alone, we die alone. Everything else is just an illusion. 

Just because you're breathing, doesn't mean you're alive.

Every time I close my eyes it's like a dark paradise.

I've been alone, surrounded by darkness. I've seen how heartless the world can be.

You're still going to get criticized, so you might as well do whatever the fuck you want.

If the world was blind how many people would you impress?

Art is our only salvation from the horror of existence.

You're a victim of your own mind.

Rain brings a feeling of comfort; it shows that if the sky is allowed to break down and cry then so are you.

Monsters don't sleep under your bed. They scream inside your head.

You don't need water to feel like you're drowning, do you?

Silence is the most powerful scream.

And like the moon, she had a side of her so dark that even the stars couldn't shine on it; she had a side of her so cold that even the sun couldn't burn on it.

Death is the wish of some. The fear of many and the end of all.

An arrow can only be shot by pulling it backward. When life is dragging you back with difficulties, it means it's going to launch you into something great. So just focus, and keep aiming.

I often miss this little girl.. whose dreams had no barriers... who believed in a world where anything is possible with a heart that was full and unbroken.

I'm the wildflower.