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peach-child · 7 days
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My side of the story doesn't matter anymore. Life happened, I healed, but most importantly I learned who deserves a seat at my table and who will never sit at it again.
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peach-child · 13 days
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The urge to learn every language and play every instrument and travel the world and live through every historical time period and be a writer and a poet and an actor and
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peach-child · 13 days
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tell me about the things that have silenced your heart
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peach-child · 13 days
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my favourite anti-aging methods are inner peace, forgiveness and minding my business
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peach-child · 13 days
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the urge to tell your mother that you aren’t her therapist,that you were a child,that you deserved a childhood without being burdened with adult problems,but then you see her trying her absolute best to give you the life you wanted,seeing her cry after a hard day at work and realising that if not me then who.
-nipuna
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peach-child · 13 days
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that’s my problem, I think too much, I feel too deeply. what a dangerous combination
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peach-child · 13 days
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“Never have I dealt with anything more difficult than my own soul, which sometimes helps me and sometimes opposes me.”
— Imam al-Ghazali
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peach-child · 13 days
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Carl Phillips, from “Almost Tenderly”, Then the War: And Selected Poems, 2007-2020
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peach-child · 14 days
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“Do me a favor. Never want me quietly.”
— An eight word request.
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peach-child · 14 days
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Can't be loud about a person that's quiet about you.
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peach-child · 19 days
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“She was beautiful, but not like those girls in the magazines. She was beautiful, for the way she thought. She was beautiful, for the sparkle in her eyes when she talked about something she loved. She was beautiful, for her ability to make other people smile even if she was sad. No, she wasn’t beautiful for something as temporary as her looks. She was beautiful, deep down to her soul.”
— F. Scott Fitzgerald
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peach-child · 19 days
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Why are you so good at making me feel unwanted and unworthy?
And why is it so hard for me to walk away?
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peach-child · 19 days
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Being pushed aside seems so natural that when this one person treats you right, you sabotage the whole thing into tiny broken pieces…
I guess, if it’s the right person they’d stay and be there for you. If it isn’t, then the cycle just repeats itself, doesn’t it? Until you learn that being alone doesn’t mean weakness. It isn’t just strength as well, it’s learning to be with yourself first and loving your own company.
-peach child, AKT
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peach-child · 19 days
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I should stop expecting things from you, why should you do anything for me… I don’t think I meant that much to you…
- peach child, AKT
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peach-child · 19 days
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“Words don’t come out when you’re hurt that deeply.”
— Haruki Murakami
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peach-child · 19 days
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“We must understand that sadness is an ocean, and sometimes we drown, while other days we are forced to swim.”
— R.M. Drake
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peach-child · 19 days
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Having a good heart is attractive. being attentive when someone is baring their soul to you is attractive. watching someone fall in love with a part of themselves that caused an insecurity is attractive.
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