137 Quotes by Jenim Dibie

It’s raining. Inside my head.

I live for the moments that won’t die in my memory.

And on the days I couldn’t breathe, I learned to paint air.

If God could transcribe my heart, it’d still read “I love you”.

I’ve learned that the hands that made the light created the darkness, and that no one is good without a good measure of bad.

I have these knives in my chest that can’t become words.

Beautiful storms dressed in women’s clothing.

Let’s be incomplete together.

I keep breaking things, as if to see what’s going on inside of me.