Be a child again. Flirt. Giggle. Dip your cookies in your milk. Take a nap. Say you are sorry if you hurt someone. Chase a butterfly. Be a child again.
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I’m independent and strong, but sometimes…just sometimes, it’s nice to be taken care of.
Samantha Towle
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How do i say i miss you in a way that will make your heart ache as mine does?
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You are stronger than the things that make you feel weak.
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I love the concept of ‘my soul got along with yours before the earth was even created and we recognised each other in this world’
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I’ve spent so much time in my head and in my heart that I forgot to live in my body.
Tara Hardy, Bone Marrow
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Nothing kills love faster than secrets.
Cornelia Funke -Tintentod
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Healing doesn’t mean the damage never existed. It means the damage no longer controls our life.
Akshay Dubey
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I don't care if we on good terms or not, the secrets and insecurities you shared with me would never leave my mouth.
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Sometimes the only reason why you won't let go of what's making you sad is because it was the only thing that made you happy.
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It’s OK to live a life that others don’t understand.
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But things work out, you know. Even if it doesn’t feel OK for a long time, or even if it feels like things will never be OK again, (things) work out in the end.
Lauren Morrill
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The world will not be destroyed by those who do evil, but by those who watch them without doing anything.
Albert Einstein
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People underestimate how much it fucks you up to be subtly excluded as a kid. I would try to talk to my classmates and be met with disinterest or annoyance. The one friend I had, who I clung to and nodded along to his every word, had other friends he liked just as much or more. And his other friends didn’t care for me at all.
I look back at pictures from the time and see how separated I was from them. I remember knowing I was different. I remember posing questions about the world to the girls playing next to me and realizing that they had never asked the same ones to themselves. That the ways we thought couldn’t be more different.
I kept myself amused with my own fanatical stories and musings in my head. I would wander the playground on a circular path, imagining a friend and being sorely disappointed when it didn’t feel as real as I’d hoped.
There was a bubble separating me from everyone else, thin, and nearly invisible, but with a pearly sheen you could catch under the right conditions. I knew it was there, they knew it was there, and it changed me
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trains will announce you're stopping in places you never knew existed
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