A fine glass vase goes from treasure to trash, the moment it is broken. Fortunately, something else happens to you and me. Pick up your pieces. Then, help me gather mine.
Vera NazarianTags: self-esteem self self-help togetherness treasure value worth helping-others support not-alone help broken-glass glass recovery breaking together helping assistance pieces esteem broken shattered aid trash commuity shattered-glass vase
He is broken in three ways, sometimes four. I count them.
-He believes himself to be human, but is not actually. At least not anymore. This is similar to the way he believes himself to be alive.
-He has a grim affinity for drugs. This comes with no caveat and no parentheses. This is just a fact of life.
-He is doggedly unhappy and once decided to kill himself. Sadly, he has not really stopped.
-On certain occasions when these first three things have ceased to be bad enough, he loves me. The other sins are commonplace, forgivable under a big enough umbrella. This fourth is irrevocable. Unconscionable. In a word, it is utterly damning.
Tags: pain love sin boy broken
My father gave me a ruined boy to compensate for the fact that he does not love me.
The boy is fragile, broken—broke himself—broke everything.
I asked him why he did it. He said because the world was unlivable. He said it was unlovable, but I think he meant himself. I think he meant that loneliness is sometimes painful.
I curl against him, tuck my head beneath his chin and listen to his heart. It says stay and wait. It says regret. He knows what it is to want love, a love so fierce you grow roots. I hear his heart say please.
He went looking for angels and found me instead, girl of the sorrows, sad but not sorry. I waited for a sign, a star to fall. He reached for a knife and drew branches.
But sometimes it's the sunshine that frightens us more than the big black shadows.
Megan HartTags: broken
I know everything and nothing about him all at the same time.
Megan HartTags: broken
Astley comes to my side. "Are you well?" "No," I tell him, voice hoarse. "I am not well. I am broken inside. I am broken almost all-the-way deep, and I don't know...I don't know if I can ever be unbroken, let alone well again”.
Carrie JonesTags: sorrow sad status broken
To be unbroken, what would that be?
If words that were spoken, had not shattered me
Tags: hope brokenness broken zoegirl unbroken
Broken glass. It's just like glitter, isn't it?
Pete DohertyTags: glitter glass broken pete-doherty
The best way to not get your heart broken, is pretending you don't have one.
Charlie SheenWe fit, you and I,” he whispered looking into that haunting gaze. “Two broken pieces making a whole.
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