love

love

She'd stood by that creed. No softness, because the world wasn't soft; lots of laughter, because if you were in on the joke, the joke couldn't be on you; And no wanting what you couldn't take, because the world never gave.Or so she'd thought.

She'd stood by that creed. No softness, because the world wasn't soft; lots of laughter, because if you were in on the joke, the joke couldn't be on you; And no wanting what you couldn't take, because the world never gave.Or so she'd thought.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Life is a precious possession...It is what one makes of it. - Charity Duncan

Life is a precious possession...It is what one makes of it. - Charity Duncan

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Love is hard. We try to love one another. But generally the quality and quantity of our love for one another is found wanting, because we find it difficult, if not impossible, to look beyond those things that are ugly and unlovable in those we try to love. Even though the things that are ugly and unlovable in ourselves are the very things that cause us to cry out for love.

Love is hard. We try to love one another. But generally the quality and quantity of our love for one another is found wanting, because we find it difficult, if not impossible, to look beyond those things that are ugly and unlovable in those we try to love. Even though the things that are ugly and unlovable in ourselves are the very things that cause us to cry out for love.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

The horizon was indistinguishable from the inky black, which fell upon the desert like a sorcerer’s mantle shot through with diamonds. The stars were so tiny, so far away, and yet, at the moment, with her fingers curled around his, he almost felt as though he could reach up and snag one by the tail.

The horizon was indistinguishable from the inky black, which fell upon the desert like a sorcerer’s mantle shot through with diamonds. The stars were so tiny, so far away, and yet, at the moment, with her fingers curled around his, he almost felt as though he could reach up and snag one by the tail.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Your tears are my prayers.

Your tears are my prayers.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Your words like wings gravity they defy.My heart like a leaf on the wind catchin' rides.We make too much sense to foolishly pass it by.So I'm taking a rainbow up to the 5th floor.Steppin' out to see that you're really worth more.

Your words like wings gravity they defy.My heart like a leaf on the wind catchin' rides.We make too much sense to foolishly pass it by.So I'm taking a rainbow up to the 5th floor.Steppin' out to see that you're really worth more.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

O Allah, You know me better than I know myself, and I know myself better than these people who praise me. Make me better than what they think of me, and forgive those sins of mine of which they have no knowledge, and do not hold me responsible for what they say.

O Allah, You know me better than I know myself, and I know myself better than these people who praise me. Make me better than what they think of me, and forgive those sins of mine of which they have no knowledge, and do not hold me responsible for what they say.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Lord, help us root our feet to the earthAnd our eyes to the roadAnd always remember the fallen angelsWho, attempting to soar,Were seared instead by the sun and, wings melting,Came crashing back to the sea.Lord, help root my eyes to the earthAnd stay my eyes to the roadSo I may never stumble.)

Lord, help us root our feet to the earthAnd our eyes to the roadAnd always remember the fallen angelsWho, attempting to soar,Were seared instead by the sun and, wings melting,Came crashing back to the sea.Lord, help root my eyes to the earthAnd stay my eyes to the roadSo I may never stumble.)

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Your dreamers. You ridiculous children. You dancing grinning fuckups. Here is your bright future. Your earnest, saccharine hope. How does it taste dripping from the neck of everyone you love?

Your dreamers. You ridiculous children. You dancing grinning fuckups. Here is your bright future. Your earnest, saccharine hope. How does it taste dripping from the neck of everyone you love?

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

In the meantime, I’llwish it upon a star.'- Michael Cooper

In the meantime, I’llwish it upon a star.'- Michael Cooper

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

A very small degree of hope is sufficient to cause the birth of love

A very small degree of hope is sufficient to cause the birth of love

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Even a single lamp dispels the deepest darkness.

Even a single lamp dispels the deepest darkness.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

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