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Some souls are as bees, and others are as flies. Those who are as flies ever find the foul in every state and fix their gaze only on that. They see no good at all. Those who are as bees find only the good in all things.

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THANK YOU, ERRORS.

No revenge but i'll make them regret.

I keep my face toward the sunshine, letting the shadows fall behind.
Learning to find good even in bad days, because everything teaches me something.

We all need someone with whom we can be one hundred percent us. Somebody that quietly understands us. Someone who we can find shelter in their arms when the world is too much. Someone you can speak with in the language of silences. Someone whose heart is ready to accept you in whatever shape or form you come, bloody or pristine, happy or in tears, a place of peace and renewal. For me, that is you, and it fills me with so much gratitude that I have the miracle that you are to be my own unadulterated self with in the sweet acceptance of your embrace.

Happy New Year.Wishing you a year full of good health, happiness, and new opportunities. I hope this year brings you peace, success, and many reasons to smile. May you achieve everything you’re working hard for and grow into an even better version of yourself.hope this year treats you really well.✨

when someone starts talking about english grammar but I learned english through movies and social media and I literally just say whatever sounds and feels right.

Nostalgia really is my worst enemy like, why do I miss everyone I’ve ever met, every grade I’ve survived, every show or movie I watched for the first time, every song I ever obsessed over, every place I’ve been, and every little feeling I’ve ever felt?

Today my mum said something to me : A good woman doesn’t compete with her man, she completes him. A real woman lifts her man up, not fights against him. She’s his calm, his comfort, his peace not his rival. ❤️

no one talks about how hard it is to love yourself again after letting someone in and losing yourself to keep them happy. giving them your love just to be shown why it would’ve been better to never fw them at all. don’t drain yourself with someone who doesn’t value your presence.❤️

*Lost Love, Lost Me*

You took a part of me with you
The part that trusted love without fear
I used to wear my heart on my sleeve
But now it's hidden, locked, and safe

My words stumble, my steps are slow
I'm cautious of how I show
My feelings are real, but my smile's a mask
I'm guarded, hesitant, and unsure of the task

I think too much, I analyze every move
I measure myself by others' views
I've lost the art of loving freely
My heart beats strong, but my words are few

Love still lives within me, but it's tamed
I've learned to hide it, to keep it reclaimed
You didn't just break my heart, you took my trust
Now I'm full of feelings, but empty in trust

A piece of me is still recovering...

We're used to being plugged in all the time. Listening to podcasts on walks, scrolling through reels on the toilet, music while cooking, Netflix while eating. It's like there's no space left for our minds to breathe. We're always trying to fill the quiet, the stillness. And yet we're wondering why we feel drained and unmotivated 😵‍💫.

When life feels messy, you're not failing. You're figuring things out. Just keep going, make small choices one after another. That's how you build strength.

Hurt me with the truth but never comfort me with a lie.

I hope life treats you well, and if it doesn't, I hope you treat yourself well.

You’re lucky if you have my attention, cause ignoring people is my hobby.

The sky doesn't care if you cry. You can scream your lungs out, fall to your knees, break into a thousand pieces happened. The sun will rise the next day like it always does. The stars won't blink twice. That's the hardest part to accept that the world keeps moving, no matter how much you're hurting. The universe doesn't stop for you. It doesn't hold your hand or wipe your tears. It doesn't even notice. And maybe that's the truth we keep running from. and the clouds will still drift like nothing We want someone or something out there to acknowledge our pain, to say, "I see you, I feel that too." But nothing comes. Just silence. Just space. And yet we keep going, even when the sky refuses to care, even when everything feels so painfully distant. Maybe that's what strength really is not being seen, not being comforted, and still standing anyway..

Life hasn't always been kind to you, but look at you now.. standing strong, facing challenges head-on, and refusing to give up. Your resilience is truly inspiring. Keep pushing forward, even when the road ahead seems tough.

Allow yourself to shine without the desired to be seen... 🫶🏼

Be with someone who will take care of you. Not materialistically, but take care of your soul, your well being, and your heart <333🫶🏼🥺