I used to believe that love had one name.

That there was one person you could love that way, and if you lost them, you were done. That even if you meet others, a part of you would always be waiting for the one you had already chosen.

Then love came around the second time, and then I realized that maybe I was wrong?
I loved again in a way that taught me...

That love was bigger than a person...
It does not run out when people walk away.
And that the significance of its death is like that of a seed, it dies to grow, to multiply.

And maybe in the end, THE ONE is simply whoever comes around and when given the chance, chooses to stay, against all odds.

~Marie.

"The distance between insanity and genius is measured only by success.”

If it fails, you’re a fool. If it works, you’re a genius.

The human body has roughly 206 bones, and I still managed to miss every single one of them.

But somehow, I managed to break your heart.

Honey, I'm sorry I broke your heart. I didn't know better.

But give me one more chance, and I might do better this time.

As it turns out, sulphuric acid is considerably cheaper than I had originally anticipated.

I really should've thought more linearly about this one.

One day , some body told me i dnt have a future. I replied "The next time you see me. I Will have upgraded,it happened. Now i want them not to just see me up grade but feel the ugrade. And they are gonna eat that shit their entire life.

I used to be Marie the quiet girl,
the one constantly asked why I am the way I am.
But it feels like one day, everyone became like me.
Everyone is quiet now, living their private lives, and there is nobody left to ask why.

Maybe they got to know me and loved where I am, the quiet place.
I sure hope they weren't pushed into the quiet corner by life, forced to become me
...when they were happier being loud.

Head over heels in love.

𓀠𓊢𓊾𓂀𓉐𓀚𓀟𓉡𓀈𓄐𓏡𓌕𓎊𓏗𓅊𓊊𓍢𓇫𓍬𓌥𓌏𓃧𓎝𓉓𓎝𓎱𓈍𓀛𓎱𓈟𓈩𓂧𓏙𓃟𓏌𓉨𓂳𓏙𓏣𓆓𓃖𓍖𓀆𓅟𓈒𓍐𓏗𓏫𓃤𓈩𓈎𓈪𓁗𓉱𓍷𓏑𓋴𓀠𓊢𓊾𓂀𓉐𓀚𓀠𓊢𓊾𓂀𓉐𓀚𓌖𓍇𓈒𓇸𓏊𓉷𓉏𓈝𓀌𓎃𓏪𓇝𓌯𓅟𓆙𓃫𓅍𓃟𓈀𓉽𓀛𓅱𓏣𓈗𓏚𓇫𓊸𓉠𓆑𓎻𓎝𓄷𓌔𓌠𓍚𓊙𓏡𓀝𓏌𓆥𓊃𓍹𓅈𓁇𓊒𓅫𓊺𓈃𓉀𓉣𓉉𓌻𓍪𓈩𓅢𓊌𓉣𓉓𓏯𓍛𓌌𓅕𓆖𓌉𓉌𓉇𓏁𓀬𓏥𓀈𓏕𓈒𓇼𓈓𓉏𓆖𓄧𓈿𓊭𓆰𓍛𓀋𓈀𓍜𓐝𓅞𓄃𓅠𓉖𓊈𓉕𓅤𓇝𓈒𓈵𓍵𓉉𓆒𓁳𓄇𓅳𓀌𓈾𓀉𓋆𓆠𓈆𓊰𓍒𓃰𓀆𓇕𓈚𓇑𓈈𓌖𓈏𓏊𓀃𓈓𓈐𓋂𓁪𓌭𓊚𓉼𓋀𓊽𓈃𓏲𓆅𓌞𓀜𓀸𓏘𓃈𓋥𓃪𓉄𓁗𓀜𓉓𓀴𓌄𓀙𓈩𓇢𓏢𓍮𓌤𓁝𓅖𓈋𓏳𓃖𓌨𓆻𓊩𓉙𓄐𓏈𓅰𓍮𓌩𓈊𓁞𓍳𓀹𓁡𓊅𓍆𓁴𓈕𓀡𓐝𓀺𓅝𓎔𓋌𓁞𓉙𓃮𓍦𓈅𓍊𓄪𓆒𓉏𓈠𓏩𓌡𓃍𓅭𓍪𓊁𓈈𓍚𓆆𓇑𓉍𓈁𓍀𓊷𓊄𓁉𓅊𓇆𓅬𓌖𓇄𓆙𓅘𓊴𓍤𓍪𓋌𓁲𓈙𓈟𓆡𓆀𓊍𓉭𓍂𓄄𓁩𓌖𓊠𓁋𓈄𓉤𓉑𓊭𓇠𓐮𓌊𓆔𓏝𓉯𓄬𓄆𓈠𓀇𓏊𓇇𓈘𓈀𓍅𓏊𓉐𓀋𓊤𓃴𓏲𓁵𓉾𓍁𓈖𓋧𓀷𓊪𓍯𓅖𓀴𓉶𓆗𓋗𓆗𓌪𓀭𓌸𓆁𓈅𓍢𓈂𓆈𓋢𓀔𓄨𓊐𓆤𓀨𓃅𓆅𓇓𓅡𓌞𓈬𓂹𓇻𓎤𓋶𓄲𓋨𓇁𓄷𓀗𓅖𓈪𓎣𓈅𓂵𓅤𓆀𓍢𓈴𓍫𓀢𓐤𓋼𓋎𓉊𓀭𓀇𓀆𓍋𓏣𓈬𓋢𓈙𓏤𓆼𓈢𓁄𓏽𓁂𓉉𓍟𓂵𓄵𓄱𓇱𓍡𓈻𓆱𓈬𓍐𓀶𓀩𓌚𓎧𓉦𓅺𓉸𓂭𓆘𓋗𓈈𓈓𓏚𓋊𓉉𓏦𓇑𓌴𓇵𓇃𓀖𓇴𓇩𓎻𓈜𓉟𓆠𓂂𓌾𓀓𓌳𓍢𓅠𓈼𓃙𓀳𓌠𓎉𓋤𓇋𓍿𓉤𓀽𓉢𓆙𓋂𓀅𓅎𓀦𓁡𓅑𓈓𓎶𓏤𓏸𓉼𓇟𓍓𓍡𓅉𓇋𓇋𓀥𓅐𓍯𓈏𓏋𓊉

If you look into the distance, there's a house upon the hill
Guiding like a lighthouse
To a place where you'll be safe to feel our grace
Cause we've all made mistakes
If you've lost your way
I will leave the light on.

I wish I was made of poetry and patience
Someone better should be here to write your songs
But I will give you all there is of me, until my days are through
'Cause love is a thing you do

Are you sure you know WHY you're doing what you're doing?

When a tooth is removed, the tongue becomes a frequent visitor to the empty space.
- African Proverb.

I have never wanted anyone to hand me the world.
All I've ever wanted is for someone to look at me and see theirs.

Confessions of Her.

People with good hearts, people who love genuinely, actually win. Others think they don't because what they call winning is measured by a different trophy. But the people who love play for something else and they actually walk away with it.

They win the ability to love over and over again and to receive love when it is given. They win a heart that even after it has been hurt, carries no bitterness.

For what significance is there in winning at being loved more, when your heart has become so hardened that it cannot receive love? What is the point of taking affection, attention, admiration, people...from others yet you will never truly enjoy any of it because bitterness has filled every part in you where joy should have lived?

The greatest victory in love is not being loved more than everyone else, it is remaining capable of love in a world where the hearts of many have grown cold.

It might be a unique ambition but the major reason I work is to be able to afford switching off my phone when I want to and to disappear completely every now and then without worrying about what that might cost me.

Those people you say will love and support me when it is beneficial, where and how will they find me? 😂

The whole clan waited for a motherfucker like you to wake up.

The greater visibility of bad over good creates the illusion of its greater prevalence. When society mistakes visibility for frequency, it begins to perceive goodness as scarce. And when scarcity is perceived long enough, what was once considered bad gradually becomes normalized.

When you abound in the love of one, you begin to see yourself through the eyes of the one who loves you.

1 Corinthians 13:13
13 And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.

There are those who say they don’t need love. They treat those who truly love them as though they are helping them, like they should be grateful for the opportunity to love them. Because they don’t give love, they think it is something with no significance. They forget that it is through being loved that one gets the confidence to even feel like they can live without love. Hope, faith, joy and confidence are fruits from the love given to us, even when we don’t recognise it.

Love covers a multitude of wrongs and without it, we are exposed to the extreme versions of our undesirable selves, to the parts of us we constantly struggle to love.
So, the more you feel like you are too special to need love, you should be reminded that you have been loved so much that you were even able to feel special in the first place.

I so often wonder: does loving someone reveal or change their character? Does the presence of grace unmask a person, revealing them for who they truly are, or does it embolden them to become who the comfort of unconditional love allows them to be?

If the purpose of love is merely to love, we diminish its value as a relational good when we give it indiscriminately to those who do not reciprocate it.

Options may sometimes appear out of reach, not necessarily because they are limited, but more often because of the environment within which we confine ourselves.

There is perhaps no greater threat to human relationships than the absence of accountability. Where accountability is absent, conflict becomes perpetual, resentment accumulates, and relationships slowly become an endless drain.

Do worshippers of idols realize that they are the creators of their own gods?

They create the gods before whom they submit and prostrate.

No wonder, idols break the hearts of their own worshippers.

What is love?

Melancholia.

I want to be in love. I really do. It is beautiful to have someone I can call mine, to love someone.
But when having someone means surrendering the freedom to be alone forever, having someone in my bed every day, and eventually having other little human beings who depend on my attention to survive, I wonder if it is worth it.

If only life could give us both.

Maybe the saying, “You can’t always have what you want,” isn't really about how many things you can acquire. Maybe it is about whether you can have them exactly the way you want them. Whether you can somehow beat irony and get the beautiful thing without having to accept all the things that come with it. Not because they are bad but because you are not ready to handle them.

Be kind.
Whatever can happen, can happen any time even now.and nothing respects this rule like death.
Check on ur people

“It’s impossible to live without failing at something, unless you live so cautiously you might as well not have lived at all.”

— J.K. Rowling