'cei care asculta. cei care te asculta. cei care nu aud.
 cei care nu spun. cei care tac. cei care te tac.
 cei care fug. cei care ard. cei care dor.'

...... cei care vin inspre tine

Somewhere someone is thinking of you. Someone is calling you an angel. 

This person is using celestial colors to paint your image. 

Someone is making you into a vision so beautiful that it can only live in the mind. 

Someone is thinking of the way your breath escapes your lips when you are touched. 

How your eyes close and your jaw tightens with concentration as you give pleasure a home. These thoughts are saving a life somewhere right now. 

 someone is calling out to you silently and you are answering without even being there. 

So crystalline. So pure. 
Such life saving power when you smile. 

You will never know how you have cauterized my wounds. 

So sad that we will never touch. 

How it hurts me to know that I will never be able to give you everything I have

 Henry Rollins 

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 We travel, some of us forever, to seek other states, other lives, other souls.

Anais Nin

"People think dreams aren’t real just because they aren’t made of matter, of particles. 

Dreams are real. 

But they are made of viewpoints, of images, of memories and puns and lost hopes." 

 Neil Gaiman

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"In each of us lie good and bad, light and dark, art and pain, 

choice and regret, cruelty and sacrifice. 

We’re each of us our own bit of illusion fighting 

to emerge into something solid, something real. 

We’ve got to forgive ourselves that. 

I must remember to forgive myself. 

Because there is a lot of grey to work with. 

No one can live in the light all the time."

Libba Bray 

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