R.h Quotes

Some women fear the fire. Some women simply become it ...

I usually become a ghost to those who no longer deserve my time. I've never seen a point in explaining my absence to someone who failed to appreciate my presence. You don't owe any explanations to those who hurt you.

those broken girls have the deepest love.

give me raw conversation without filters or restraints. i yearn for something deeper, i long for understanding.

She was a beautiful savage.

you kill your future by mourning the past

she was too much of a warrior to be considered a princess she never cared for the crown she preferred a sword

nothing is louder than overthinking after midnight

i'm not worried about death, my biggest concern is not living enough while alive..

I hate it the way the heart takes too long to figure out what the mind already knows

a body betrayed a heart destroyed a mind in confusion and yet a woman is capable of taking pain and transforming it into triumph

be good to yourself you're the only you you'll ever get

a bitch is what they call a woman when she no longer has the patience to deal with the bull shit. a bitch is what they call a woman who serves a hot a plate of rejection to any man who isn't worthy of her attention. men who call women bitches for calling them out on their shit are bitches themselves.

you are the light that most men will never deserve

good women don't necessarily fall in love with good men

I was worth it and you lost me. I was good enough but you took me for granted. your loss.

Loving the wrong person is self-harm

if i could do it all again i would've loved me more instead of waiting on you

weak men are afraid of a woman's strength.

a woman is peace prepared for war.

I hate the moments between meeting someone and leaving someone there’s this brief feeling of trust before the paranoia that seeps in once you begin to realize that they’re just like everyone else you’ve met before different person same bullshit

the worst decisions are made under the shade of loneliness.

I don't like to open up to people much. The more you do, the more they don't understand. The more frustrated you become, the worse you feel.

men can be hoes too.

why provide relationship benefits to someone who claims they don't want a relationship...

sometimes we wear masks so long to hide what we truly feel that those layers become an extra skin, a part of our identity

A horse which stops dead just before a jump and thus propels its rider into a graceful arc provides a splendid excuse for general merriment.

Give a woman pain and she 'll turn it into power. Give that woman chaos and she 'll create peace.

my most dangerous habit is overthinking

wide awake as your soul remains tired. sitting silently under the moon as your mind continues to scream. you're losing yourself, you're losing sleep but he's losing you. some time soon, the thought of him will no longer keep you up at night.

I'm just a fucked-up lover searching for someone who will understand my scars and never leave my side

it's funny how much a person's true colors shine after they've gotten what they wanted from you

you can't force someone to realize that you're what's best for them

falling apart doesn't make you weak a strong heart is capable of breaking

smiling with sad eyes I’ve seen what you’ve been hiding

in you are poems that aren't meant to be read by everyone

what do you miss do they miss you when they're around do they support your peace or create chaos what are you missing who are you missing

talk about her mind compliment her eyes more she's too rare for average compliments

you've been holding on to someone who no longer deserves your grip you've lost countless hours of sleep thinking about someone who doesn't deserve to be on your mind you've displayed an amazing ability to care so deeply unconditionally and you're beautiful because of that one day you'll be rewarded with a love that mirrors your own but first you must move on without the person who refuses to love you

if he wants to be a whore then let him. if he chooses to degrade and demean himself, just walk away. you can’t make a man respect you, the relationship or himself.

I've been losing me for a while my reflection appears partial as I often feel less than I've been and further away from the person I'd like to be.

giving off the appearance of strength while breaking down deep within and yet no one ever knows because being strong often means being silent

I don’t remember the time where a smile actually meant happiness sadly, so many of my peers only smile to hide things

what happened to your soul I see the bruises and the scars he never deserved to touch your canvas how'd you forget that you are art

Children who were abandoned grow up to love people who abandon them

but you’ve fallen for someone who will never be able to be brave enough to fall for you

the best feeling is being able to miss someone who actually makes an effort to make you feel good, feel peace.

Freedom for the pike is death for the minnows.

I'm hurting because the color of my skin makes me perfect for their target practice.

i was the ocean you wanted rivers i was the moon you chased the stars

i don’t take breaks. you’re either with me or you lose me to someone better than you. i refuse to give you a pass to freely fuck someone else then return to me when you’re tired of being fucked over..

my mind whispers to itself all those lovers but none of them loved you

I could've been your everything but you didn't have the courage to love me in the way I needed

Two damaged people trying to heal each other, is love

she wants a man who doesn't want anyone else but her

3:29:50 pm what is it that you love about him is it the way he lets you down incapable of lifting you up is it the way your heart breaks when he says something that shatters your self-esteem is it the fact he never shows up when you need him tell me again what is there to love about a man who doesn't love you

can't argue with silence it never speaks back be silent when others no longer deserve your words

You were the devil. Dressed in everything. I wanted.

you're not in love you're in pain and there's nothing romantic or loving about that

if sex is everything then why are you so sad and lonely

I think there are times where you miss the version of yourself who never knew what it meant to feel betrayed

she burned flames and drowned oceans

she realized that wanting him meant losing herself she realized that she couldn't save her own soul because her hands were too busy holding the hand of someone who no longer deserved her energy

The Fight the fight to prove yourself to someone who doesn't deserve you is a losing battle what is there to achieve when the one you want has nothing to give you in return where is the benefit in going to war for someone who'd rather fight against you instead of beside you

encouragement IV. instead of teaching women how to keep a man let's encourage them to be the greatest things to and for themselves a woman's value is not validated by her ability to attract and or keep a man

good women are tired of giving their love to people who do nothing but break their spirit mighty women are tired of using their strength to hold on to relationships that aren’t worthy of their energy these women are capable of walking away and they will

delicate yet strong there's a certain balance that only a woman like her can obtain she knows what she deserves ]and provided anything less she'll walk away in search of more she's guarded, sure but she's ready to open up to the one who deserves her

Gains for all our losses There are gains for all our losses There are balms for all our pains But when youth the dream departs It takes some thing from our hearts And never comes again We are stronger and are better Under manhood’s sterner reign Still we feel that some thing sweet Followed youth with flying feet And will never come again. Some thing beautiful has vanished And we sigh for it in vain We behold it every where---- On the earth and in the air---- But it never comes again.

you can't plant yourself in unhealthy relationships and expect roses to grow

She's strong but she's exhausted.

you begin to talk like me your facial expressions like my own this is when i knew you were mine

know your worth and never communicate reply or respond to anyone who can't afford to speak to you or with you

you are strong, intelligent you are worth it, you are beautiful and you deserve so much more than you have allowed and accepted

you owe it to yourself to give yourself the love that you've misplaced in other

solitude is a deep romance with self

her angel eyes saw the good in many devils

save yourself for yourself right now only you deserve you

the pain you feel will be the same heartache you put her through and now you know you’ll finally understand how much it hurts to want someone who doesn’t want you

it's scary how dedicated you can be to someone who would rather use their energy to attempt to destroy you

sometimes I wish you waited for me instead of wasting your efforts on temporary distractions until I arrived

But how sane can the mind really be if it doesn't even know its own depth?

Perfect does not mean perfect actions in a perfect world, but appropriate actions in an imperfect one.

I wonder where you wander when you look into the moon

eventually the girl you took for granted will take her love and give it to herself and someday someone better than you will love her in all the ways you couldn’t

she walked through the fire wearing nothing but a smile because she knew damn well that she’d bring her demons to their knees

i'd go out and party then come home to the moon an empty home and cold bed this was no way to live i needed more

having my heart broken helped me understand the true weight of holding on to the wrong person

she kept dancing. the ground beneath her shaking the foundation she stood upon began to crumble unbothered by the destruction she danced like flames at a bonfire

a year from now, he'll just be that one mistake you made. dont let him break you.

sure enough you've always been beautiful and yet you've struggled to see this because society took your truth then replaced it with lies I wish you knew just how remarkable you are I wish you knew just how amazing you already were before the world told you who you should be

you are more and you deserve more than what they are willing to give you

girls like you have roses inside of them that are strong enough to bloom through blizzards

in a world filled with destruction you are the perfect distraction

your strength is your magic never lose it

a child a young soul an innocent heart forced to raise yourself in a world content with misunderstanding you a child a young soul an innocent heart in need of guidance and so you reached for your own hand because others have failed you

you should be proud of yourself bending without breaking falling but finding the strength to pick yourself up from a pit filled with broken hearts and dreams dismantled by the lies of those incapable of being honest your softness is not a weakness your kindness is your strength give all of the things that they've taken for granted to yourself because right now more than anything you deserve you it's time to love yourself

Perfection" Every oak will lose a leaf to the wind. Every star-thistle has a thorn. Every flower has a blemish. Every wave washes back upon itself. Every ocean embraces a storm. Every raindrop falls with precision. Every slithering snail leaves its silver trail. Every butterfly flies until its wings are torn. Every tree-frog is obligated to sing. Every sound has an echo in the canyon. Every pine drops its needles to the forest floor. Creation's whispered breath at dusk comes with a frost and leaves within dawn's faint mist, for all of existence remains perfect, adorned, with a dead sparrow on the ground. (Poem titled : 'Perfection' by R.H.Peat)

here's the thing and I need you to take in every word when someone truly loves you and I'm not talking about that watered-down shit that you got from every ex who caused you nothing but a great deal of emotional trauma when someone really love you and wants to be a part of your life they let go of their past to better accommodate you in their future they don't hold on to past likes, lusts, or loves you'll never have to compete with anyone they've had history with because those relations no longer exist

What is Zen? Zen means doing anything perfectly, making mistakes perfectly, being defeated perfectly, hesitating perfectly, doing anything perfectly or imperfectly, perfectly. What is the meaning of this perfectly? How does it differ from perfectly? Perfectly is in the will; perfectly is in the activity. Perfectly means that at each moment of the activity there is no egoism in it… our pain is not only our own pain; it is the pain of the universe. The joy of the universe is also our joy. Our failure and misjudgment is that of nature, which never hopes or despairs, but keeps on trying. R. H. Blyth

We got passes, till midnight after the parade. I met Muriel at the Biltmore at seven. Two drinks, two drugstore tuna-fish sandwiches, then a movie she wanted to see, something with Greer Garson in it. I looked at her several times in the dark when Greer Garson’s son’s plane was missing in action. Her mouth was opened. Absorbed, worried. The identification with Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer tragedy complete. I felt awe and happiness. How I love and need her undiscriminating heart. She looked over at me when the children in the picture brought in the kitten to show to their mother. M. loved the kitten and wanted me to love it. Even in the dark, I could sense that she felt the usual estrangement from me when I don’t automatically love what she loves. Later, when we were having a drink at the station, she asked me if I didn’t think that kitten was ‘rather nice.’ She doesn’t use the word ‘cute’ any more. When did I ever frighten her out of her normal vocabulary? Bore that I am, I mentioned R. H. Blyth’s definition of sentimentality: that we are being sentimental when we give to a thing more tenderness than God gives to it. I said (sententiously?) that God undoubtedly loves kittens, but not, in all probability, with Technicolor bootees on their paws. He leaves that creative touch to script writers. M. thought this over, seemed to agree with me, but the ‘knowledge’ wasn’t too very welcome. She sat stirring her drink and feeling unclose to me. She worries over the way her love for me comes and goes, appears and disappears. She doubts its reality simply because it isn’t as steadily pleasurable as a kitten. God knows it is sad. The human voice conspires to desecrate everything on earth.