Quotes by : Christopher Poindexter

Your darkness is a symphonyPlayed in explosions of silence to a crowd that has fallen in love with noiseIf....

She writes things with her movements that I for the life of me could never write with a pen.

It is the feeling of never knowing what we want that truly drives us all mad.... Holding things because....

And in the end, we were all just humans.. drunk on the idea that love, only love, could heal our brokenness.....

she lived with hurricane eyes and fell in love with the way the waves collapsed against her cheeks.

It was rather beautiful: the way he put her insecurities to sleep. The way he dove into her eyes and....

And in the end, we were all just humans, drunk on the idea that love, only love, could heal our brokenness.....

She stared at the stars like they were pillow for her mind and in their light she could rest her heavy....

My hunger for writing will die when I have bled for the humans that never found the strength to find....

give me the worldbut for Christ's sake,do not sugercoat it.give me it rawand gleaming withtruth.i want....