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Sometimes I forget what is to be lonely, to wait for something that doesn't happend and ending just yourself, alone, feeling that you need to end with everyone so you never pass for the same shit ever again

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Creo que tras todo lo que sucedió, todo el tiempo al que me vi sometida a una tortuosa y dolorosa incertidumbre como si de un nervio expuesto se tratara, ahora a la defensiva estoy. Suelo luchar por no ser injusta con el resto, ponerme en el lugar del otro y tener todo el control que pueda sobre mi misma sobre todo, por lo que estar tanto tiempo sin saber qué sucedería ni cómo... sumado al dolor de lo que podría pasar y estaba pasando, todo éso en conjunto me llevó a ser quien soy ahora mismo, a estar como estoy: distante, a la defensiva, enojada y dolida, porque no pude sentirme así antes... y de ser lastimada ahora mismo me imposibilitaria el recuperarme realmente...

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I wasn't even lookin 'cause of the loght when I take this picture, and now when I see it I can only be greatfull for that beautiful soul flying, ready to make my day~

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whoever’s reading this, i pray that you find happiness. not temporary happiness, or “if i pretend and put on a smile & laugh, maybe i’ll be happy” kind of happiness, but long lasting real happiness. the kind of happiness that makes ur face glow & lights up ur soul. you deserve it

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this is your daily reminder: do not wait for it to get worse

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i relate to animal crossing villagers

incapable of doing anything myself

*someone gives me a peach* “i would die for you”

a lil self absorbed

constantly losing things

constantly hungry

*someone gives me a beetle* “did you know im in love with you now”

only has one outfit

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Art by IG: @nanomortis Instagram: @artwoonz

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Art ♡

Instagram: @artwoonz

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“But I tried, didn’t I? Goddamnit, at least I did that.”

— Ken Kesey, One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest

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“My soul opened to your soul / like the humble opening of a star,”

— Julia de Burgos, from Song of the Simple Truth: Poems; “Song for Cying and Loving,”

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Do it for the ones who believed in you. Do it for you

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