Kk Quotes

People with the purest souls are capable of the greatest evils.

There is beauty in what is broken.

Sometimes people would rather accept a lie than know the truth. Life is a whole lot easier to swallow that way.

Holy sea turtles!" - Arabella Valli, The Equinox (Book Two of the Summer Solstice Series)

Nothing belongs to itself anymore. These trees are yours because you once looked at them. These streets are yours because you once traversed them. These coffee shops and bookshops, these cafés and bars, their sole owner is you. They gave themselves so willingly, surrendering to your perfume. You sang with the birds and they stopped to listen to you. You smiled at the sheepish stars and they fell into your hair. The sun and moon, the sea and mountain, they have all left from heartbreak. Nothing belongs to itself anymore. You once spoke to Him, and then God became yours. He sits with us in darkness now to plot how to make you ours.” K.K.

There is so much I could say about myself, but I wish you know only this; at times I may be bitter, at times I may be sweet; do not judge me on one character or the other. I have more facets than a jewel, I ask that you understand all of me before you judge me. No one side of my personality is bigger than another, just as no one emotion claims me all the time.

Everyone's dying, Milcah. Some people are just dying sooner than others.

Darkness is no longer something I fear. Not when the light lives within me. Because that’s the thing about weaknesses. They somehow have the power to make you stronger.

There's so many dimensions to me. I am not a flat surface that can express myself like a painting, but more like a sculpture that you have to see all of before you can understand.

Be weary of the unknown inside of every human being, but do not fear it, embrace it.

Everyone’s past has ways of sneaking up on them. You just have to be in a place in the present that you’re strong enough to deal with when your past comes to visit.

Life isn't always predictable. But it's how we survive the bad weather that defines us.

Changing your location doesn’t necessarily mean losing your problems. They’ll show up wherever you are, changing to fit the situation. But until you break them down and deal with it, there is nowhere far enough for you to run away from them.

허브텔 SGJ8282 허브텔레그램 ® weed,THC 고농축 액상(떨액), 미국산 디스펜서리 그린버드 LSD (Blotter / Microdot / Liquid) 178 케타민 몰리, 브액, 아이스, 허브, 에더블, 우주오일, 신의 눈물 C 프로포폴, 에토미데이트, 떨, 마리화나, Hash, MDMA KK 아이스, 엑스터시,브액,몰리,작대기,찬술,차가운술 포시즌 335 시원한술,북한술,빙두 ⑨ 강남,강북,관악구,천안,강동구,강서구,마포구,의정부  가격 판매 파는곳  구입 구매 구입처 판매처 A178 삽니다 팝니다 좌표 딜러인증

코카인구매 SGJ8282 코카인텔레그램 ○ weed,THC 고농축 액상(떨액), 미국산 디스펜서리 그린버드 LSD (Blotter / Microdot / Liquid) 94 케타민 몰리, 브액, 아이스, 허브, 에더블, 우주오일, 신의 눈물 H 프로포폴, 에토미데이트, 떨, 마리화나, Hash, MDMA KK 아이스, 엑스터시,브액,몰리,작대기,찬술,차가운술 포시즌 251 시원한술,북한술,빙두 ▒ 강남,강북,관악구,천안,강동구,강서구,마포구,의정부  가격 판매 파는곳  구입 구매 구입처 판매처 A94 삽니다 팝니다 좌표 딜러인증

대마초가격 SGJ8282 대마초텔레그램 ⊃ weed,THC 고농축 액상(떨액), 미국산 디스펜서리 그린버드 LSD (Blotter / Microdot / Liquid) 118 케타민 몰리, 브액, 아이스, 허브, 에더블, 우주오일, 신의 눈물 F 프로포폴, 에토미데이트, 떨, 마리화나, Hash, MDMA KK 아이스, 엑스터시,브액,몰리,작대기,찬술,차가운술 포시즌 275 시원한술,북한술,빙두 z 강남,강북,관악구,천안,강동구,강서구,마포구,의정부  가격 판매 파는곳  구입 구매 구입처 판매처 A118 삽니다 팝니다 좌표 딜러인증

True Films On TrueFilms.com, Kevin has reviewed the best documentaries he’s seen over decades. The counterpart book series, True Films 3.0, contains the 200 documentaries he feels you should see before you die, and it is available as a PDF on kk.org. Three docs we both love are The King of Kong, Man on Wire, and A State of Mind.

Can somebody die from heartbreak twice?

Follow me now, dark-hearted and gray-souled, as I stride on into the mist. If all ends are sown into their beginnings, then there is no other storm but this one.

To understand truth, one must find courage to seek light in the darkness.

I could always see him for all that he was—for all that he is. Perfect.

We're all different. We all have weaknesses. Until you embrace yours, they will only hold you back from what you're destined to accomplish.

From earliest childhood, an arrow of grief has been embedded in my heart. As long as it remains there, I am ironic — if it is drawn out, I will die.

He looked like he wanted to eat you." With that, I throw my head back and laugh. "That man has no problem finding a meal. I highly doubt he's starving." She scrunches her nose to show me she doesn't agree. "Well, maybe he just spotted something new on the menu. You know men and their food; they have to try a little bit of everything until they're completely satisfied.

Chocolate. The food of the gods, as my grandma used to call it. And I totally agree. It’s the answer to prayers. Emotional relief. A form of currency. An aphrodisiac. Raw and dark. White and saccharine. Milky sweet. Mouthwatering. It’s all good; I don’t discriminate.

Yes, for there I was, outside of society, destitute, torn between transformations, between beast and god. What other paths could I have taken? No, it was worth corrupting myself slightly, if corruption it truly was, for any filth on my soul would be washed out and countered tenfold—all corruptions sanctified in the purity of the ideal at hand.

Right now, I’m living like a piano is going to come plummeting from the sky any second, and I don’t know when. So it’s always like, this is it. This is all you’ve got left.

Me and Brian had a choice that day and we made the wrong fucking one and I knew it then—hell, even before it happened, I think I knew it—and I sure as shit know it now, especially now with my own little girl looking up at me so trusty-like and jumping into my arms like a little monkey.

Right now, Marcy and the birthday girl are curled up on the couch under a blanket watching The Little Princess with Shirley Temple for what, the hundredth time? That Marcy; I don’t know how she does it. I made ‘em popcorn then I said I had to go get smokes, be right back. I didn’t need smokes. What I needed was to get the hell out of there, go for a drive, think. And I knew just what I’d be thinking: she was six, just like my Anna—I know because she told us or maybe I remember reading it in the paper after. Her name was Olive Copely. I got that name tattooed on my brain.