No shame is my key.
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Cover your eyes and place your finger pointer anywhere on the map :)
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Imma sound like an old Mexican grandma right now but seriously…DON’T MESS WITH THIS STUFF!!!!!! BAD THINGS REALLY DO HAPPEN!!!!!!
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When you were younger and a friend came round →
The awkward first half hour of politeness:
The next couple of hours:
When their parents came to collect them:
“HIDE! HIDE! THEY CAN’T TAKE YOU IF THEY CAN’T FIND YOU! IN MY ROOM! THEY WILL NEVER FIND YOU THERE! HIDE NIGGA HIDE! THIS IS A MATTER OF LIFE OR DEATH!”
Lol and this sums up my childhood, no lie.
Chipping Away
For every tear shed is just another crack, another wound, another scar.
This poor organ of mine just keeps chipping away, deteriorating, with every tear that’s shed.
But it’s okay right?
For every chip fallen, for all the scars it is worth, it transforms.
Not like the Phoenix, known for its rebirth from the ash, from the dead, from the destruction,
More like it rebuilds good over the bad, new skin over scarred skin.
Each missing chip concealed becomes anew, in the process changing the ways of this organ once and for all.
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I dedicate this to my little sister and a very dear friend of mine. To all those who truly believe this. Just remember that at anytime you want someone will be there to listen to that silence and that they will try. Just try. If you do not know or think this now, you’ll find out. Sooner or later, you’ll figure it out. I just wish it could’ve been sooner for you….
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This is exactly how I feel. Let me hold on a bit more, I know I can fix it!
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We’ve both been under so much stress. We’ve both been lashing out at each other. To the point where I sometimes feel like there is no we anymore. I wonder how we can make things better, how we can make it easier, make it go back to the way it was. I think about how this all began and why it got this far. I don’t understand it and it frightens me. I feel like we’re living out this horrible love-hate relationship and I’m wondering when will it finally just end up being hate or how can we prevent it from getting worse, how we can help it become better. I want something brighter for the both of us but the reality of everything just crashes down. I don’t know what to do anymore or who to turn to because anyone else would just tell me to give up, that it’ll only go downhill from where we stand. I refuse to believe that and will fight to the bitter end if I must, just show me that you want to try to. Cause I know I’m not the only one with these horrible thoughts, these frightening thoughts. Maybe I’m the one that needs to be told that things will be alright, not the other way around…
Slept through a 7 am class, now I literally have nothing to do all day….time to eat and watch OAT!!! XD
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It’s Always a New Day
You can live through the screaming
You can go through a day of horrors
Life may throw bad at you
Life may give you fear to top it
You can have all these doubts inside
You can wonder and think the worst
But no matter what happens one day
It won’t be the same the next day
No two days are alike
And the next will always be a new day
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