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Duende

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I don’t know what to say.

We don’t necessarily realize the strength of the words we speak, they are brutal. One sentence can flip your entire day and make you feel like you never had felt worse than this. Emotions run through your body like blood. What can you do? Nothing. Absolutely nothing. I was having a pretty fine day, one frustrated statement from my dad ruined my day completely. Although I choose to not let it affect me but everybody knows you cant let it not affect you. Because that’s not human. Being human is getting shattered. Then picking yourself up again. Getting shattered once again. Acting like it wasn’t that bad. Holding back your emotions. Bursting out when someone gets a little sensitive to your emotions. Being human is the hardest thing to do. Its being gentle and yet fierce. Its being weak yet strong.

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I’m not used to being loved, I wouldn’t know what to do.

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me: gosh I have so much work to do I better get started

my brain: you cannot

me: why

my brain: you are feeling moderately upset, any attempt at productivity is futile

me: I don't see how-

my brain: cannot.

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Me: No one ever texts me

*gets a text*

Me: wtf do you want

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I helped an old lady cross the road yesterday.

- deeds that feel good

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I'm so sick of the same old love.