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The (Actual) Wisest Things I’ve Ever Said
‘I think suicide pacts are dumb.
Why?
Well, there’s no one worth living for more than someone who is willing to die with you.’
‘How do you know if you love someone?
When you start trying to define love, it’s already swallowed you whole.’
‘I feel so stupid for loving someone who can’t love me back the same.
Won’t.
What?
They won’t love you the same.’
‘Why do you even talk at all if you’re gonna be so quiet?
Id rather my words be heavy, not loud.’
‘I’m unbreakable.
*{^]%]* you’re bleeding..
I didn’t say I was invincible.’
‘I ignore the people who say they feel sorry for me, for its foolishness to call pity, sorrow. Sorrow is a brand, pity is a ritual.’
‘Loneliness is a two man job. To be lonely implies a loss of companionship. The loneliest thing a person can do is never let themselves feel lonely.’
‘I can’t tell if I’d like the concept of soulmates to be real, to know there’s someone out there for me.
Why not? It’s like a guarantee of happiness.
I like to know that I’ll never know.’
‘Everything hurts, all the time, everywhere.
Did it ever not hurt?
What?
Did it ever not hurt?
I don’t remember. I was probably happy as a kid.
Hurting doesn’t mean you aren’t happy.
Yeah but like I wasn’t like this back then.
I thought you didn’t remember?’
‘I wanted to say that I’m sorry.
Okay.
Do you forgive me?
You didn’t say sorry.
Yes I did?
No, you said you wanted to.
Oh, well I’m sorry.
Okay.’
‘You can’t get quiet every time someone gets upset at you.
Why not?
Because it doesn’t solve anything.
Nothing I could say could solve anything, we only speak to be heard. Excuses are flame feeders and I fight fire with time.’
‘Will I ever see you again?
No.
Why not?
I am lost to everyone except you. From you, I’m running.’
‘I think I love her. Or maybe I just want to. I don’t think she loves me, I don’t think I want her to.
Oh like, you like the chase?
No. I like the way we don’t love each other, I like that I’m disposable to her. That it’s real. That we could throw each other away.
Dude that’s messed up.
It’s better to be thrown away than to be left by the curb and wait to be picked up.’
‘He gave me the knife and wonders why I stabbed him. We’re connected at the arteries, cut from the same scrap metal.’
Why?
Well, there’s no one worth living for more than someone who is willing to die with you.’
‘How do you know if you love someone?
When you start trying to define love, it’s already swallowed you whole.’
‘I feel so stupid for loving someone who can’t love me back the same.
Won’t.
What?
They won’t love you the same.’
‘Why do you even talk at all if you’re gonna be so quiet?
Id rather my words be heavy, not loud.’
‘I’m unbreakable.
*{^]%]* you’re bleeding..
I didn’t say I was invincible.’
‘I ignore the people who say they feel sorry for me, for its foolishness to call pity, sorrow. Sorrow is a brand, pity is a ritual.’
‘Loneliness is a two man job. To be lonely implies a loss of companionship. The loneliest thing a person can do is never let themselves feel lonely.’
‘I can’t tell if I’d like the concept of soulmates to be real, to know there’s someone out there for me.
Why not? It’s like a guarantee of happiness.
I like to know that I’ll never know.’
‘Everything hurts, all the time, everywhere.
Did it ever not hurt?
What?
Did it ever not hurt?
I don’t remember. I was probably happy as a kid.
Hurting doesn’t mean you aren’t happy.
Yeah but like I wasn’t like this back then.
I thought you didn’t remember?’
‘I wanted to say that I’m sorry.
Okay.
Do you forgive me?
You didn’t say sorry.
Yes I did?
No, you said you wanted to.
Oh, well I’m sorry.
Okay.’
‘You can’t get quiet every time someone gets upset at you.
Why not?
Because it doesn’t solve anything.
Nothing I could say could solve anything, we only speak to be heard. Excuses are flame feeders and I fight fire with time.’
‘Will I ever see you again?
No.
Why not?
I am lost to everyone except you. From you, I’m running.’
‘I think I love her. Or maybe I just want to. I don’t think she loves me, I don’t think I want her to.
Oh like, you like the chase?
No. I like the way we don’t love each other, I like that I’m disposable to her. That it’s real. That we could throw each other away.
Dude that’s messed up.
It’s better to be thrown away than to be left by the curb and wait to be picked up.’
‘He gave me the knife and wonders why I stabbed him. We’re connected at the arteries, cut from the same scrap metal.’
Published 1st Aug 2024
Author's Note
Featuring my bizarre way of speaking in which I speak like I’m some philosopher 24/7. I wouldn’t say my words are profound, but they’re my own. I’m built from flesh, poetic one liners, and sea goo.
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