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How much of hot chocolate is too much??

Because I don't think that such a thing as too much hot chocolate exists

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I became insane with long term intervals of horrible sanity

~ Edgar Allan Poe

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What if dances could only be done once in one's life and one would fade away after they dance. What would it be like to end life so poetically? Is that what damnation would like?

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We fell in love in october

That's why, I love fall

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But how could you live and have no story to tell?

~Fyodor Dostoevsky, White Nights

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Getting gentle kisses from the sky

It's raining again

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I crave immortality

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Love has the ability to waltz to the most uncommon of music

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Beauty is damnation

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~It rained~

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April 27

Incapable of living with people, of speaking. Complete immersion in myself, thinking of myself. Apathetic, witless, fearful. I have nothing to say to anyone - never.

Franz Kafka, Diaries,

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Beauty sat between the walls of the cathedral as she was worshipped. Damnation sat outside the same church mocking humanity for their hypocritical behaviour because we failed to understand that whatever is beautiful is damned. The angel wouldn't be adored if the devil hadn't had the courage to taunt the very existence of humanity

~ thedeadwriters

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There is beauty in the unfinished and elegance in the finished. But when chaos and beauty lie in their imperfect symmetry, that is when art summons galaxies.

~The random poet in my head

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The angles would never weep for me, neither would I want them to. Neither would heaven stain its floor with tears to bring solace to my flawed soul. Instead of the angels the devils would wail for my soul heading towards damnation. Perhaps hell is the only place where the loss of a pure soul, the annihilation of beauty is mourned

~the random poet in my head

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the most dangerous thing is to love

[thewitheredrose]

Drink your coffee

Read your books

It's chaos out there

[thewitheredrose]

"She lives the poetry she cannot write"

~Oscar Wilde