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me personally? i die every night and come back wrong every morning but no one notices because i've been doing that for a long time so it's just kinda par for the course
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““You were born with the ability to change someone’s life, don’t ever waste it.” Unknown”
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I wish people were poetry
I wish people were poetry,
So they would know , I too speak and cry,
And how much I love the touch of words ,
As they've given me wings to fly.
I wish people were poetry,
So they'd know how every word is strung ,
How hard it is to define a word ,
that you've never learnt.
I wish people were poetry,
So they would sing along with the rhyme ,
They would see all my tears ,
That I hid while crying.
I wish people were poetry,
So they would know how I embrace my
Scars within the metaphors,
They would appreciate me
For hiding how strongly it hurts.
I wish people were poetry,
So I could adore their similes,
Beautiful as a dream,
And I won't defy , for the first time,
That they're how they seem!
I wish people were poetry,
So they can know that a poem
Is Beautiful even if it doesn't rhymes,
And they could console me , telling
It isn't easy to be strong , all the time.
I wish people were poetry,
So they could see the beauty
Of unspoken words,
And the pain that makes them
So heavy as they're carried , unuttered!
I wish people were poetry,
So they would know that
sharing pain could help it cure ,
But they aren't poetry,
They haven't heard me weeping
And I've heard them say,
'You should speak more.'
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“I have a hard time trusting people. I just never want to jump unless I’m sure somebody is going to catch me.”
— Unknown
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to everyone on my dash who is not feeling ok, i just want to let you know that you're loved and that i'm proud of you today (✿◠‿◠)
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“No, I’m not ok. But I haven’t been ok since I was 11, maybe 12. I am still here though. I’m still breathing. For me, sometimes, that will have to be enough”
— (via missyourlaugh)
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“Don’t tell someone how they should feel or that their feelings are wrong. You don’t understand what they’re going through or what’s going through their mind. Don’t tell them to get over it because you think they should see how much better off they are without their ex. They want to see it but they can’t yet and that should be okay. Let them figure it out at their own pace. Don’t shame them for their feelings. Feelings aren’t wrong and you invalidating them by saying that they shouldn’t feel a certain way only adds to the hurt they have inside. Be there for them but don’t rush them. All they need to know is that you will stay even when the one they loved most didn’t.”
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Be kind to Your Past Writer Self when you re-read your past stories.
Instead of cringing at all your past mistakes, think about how much you’ve learned as a writer since you wrote the story. Put your self-criticisms aside, be gentle with yourself, and let yourself enjoy re-reading past stories that you loved so much that you felt compelled to write them down.
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Everybody talks about cutting ppl off but nobody really talks about the grief that comes with having to stand firm on that decision knowing it’s not what you wanted but what was necessary for your well-being.
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I used to write as a way to fill this void.
This emptiness.
But now I write to feel it.
To put my hand through it,
grasp and bring back what I can.
It is my muse. This ever present
absence.
Pay attention. Can you listen
to the silence?
The mother to all music.
Can you feel it? The promise of
a birth.
An echo of a present
still unseen, still
unknown.
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You deserve someone who's sure about you. No sneaky links. No half love. No inconsistency. Someone who says “I love you” & means it with all of their heart, & isn't afraid to love you out loud. Someone who's proud to have you & knows you aren’t perfect but treats you like you are
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Not every sweet word I had received from the world tasted like honey.
Not every person I met in this world had an empathic heart.
With time, I learned that not all souls are the same.
And not all words taste the same.
Many hearts will hate you, and many will love you.
@scribblersobia
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“I am a different person to different people. Annoying to one. Talented to another. Quiet to a few. Unknown to a lot. But who am I, to me?”
— Unknown
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“I am a different person to different people. Annoying to one. Talented to another. Quiet to a few. Unknown to a lot. But who am I, to me?”
— Unknown
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