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The red flags that pop up when cutting someone off and ghosting becomes necessary.
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the first boy that kissed me held my shoulders down like the handlebars of the first bicycle  he ever rode I was five
he had the smell of  starvation on his lips which he picked up from  his father feasting on his mother at 4 a.m.
he was the first boy to teach me my body was for giving to those that wanted that I should feel anything  less than whole
and my god did I feel as empty as his mother at 4:25 a.m.
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Absence and Peace.
Your absence taught me how to live without you time away taught me to find peace in being alone
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Feeling safe around someones energy is a different kind of intimacy..
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I think it’s important to realize that no matter how good you are to people, it won’t always make them good to you..
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If you lost someone, but found yourself... you've won.
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It takes courage and strength to keep trying, and this penguin is so so proud of you. ❤
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Graduating later than other people means absolutely nothing at all. You both completed the same requirements and have the same qualifications–why does it matter if you completed it in 5 years and they in 4?? in 6? in 3? you had experiences they didn’t have and they had experiences you didn’t have. relax. take your time if it’s allowable. If that’s what it takes for you to get through your degree and do your best, that’s what you should do. you’re going to succeed. you’re going to be okay. 
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“Our suffering is caused by holding on to how things might have been, should have been, could have been.”
— Stephen Levine
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-Suicide Notes-
“How do you really know if anyone loves you?” When I didn’t answer, she looked at me. “Really, how do you know?” I thought about it for a minute. “I guess you just assume they do until they tell you they don’t,” I said. Sadie shook her head. “You need a better system than that.” “Maybe you ask,” I suggested. “If you have to ask, the answer is probably no. Do you think your parents love you?” I nodded. “Yeah,” I answered. “I do. They may be a little whacked, but they love me.” “Do they tell you they do?” “Sometimes,” I said. “My mom more than my dad, but I think that’s usually how it goes.” Sadie looked at me for a long time. “You’re lucky,” she said finally. I’ve been thinking about that ever since. Am I lucky? Am I lucky that I didn’t die? Am I lucky that, compared to the other kids here, my life doesn’t seem so bad? Maybe I am, but I have to say, I don’t feel lucky. For one thing, I’m stuck in this pit. And just because your life isn’t as awful as someone else’s, that doesn’t mean it doesn’t suck. You can’t compare how you feel to the way other people feel. It just doesn’t work. What might look like the perfect life – or even an okay life – to you might not be so okay for the person living it. 
Suicide Notes by Michel Thomas Ford Chapter 7; Page 54-55. 
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I think it is really important to praise yourself sometimes. You’re not the same person you were yesterday, you’re constantly learning from your mistakes & your experiences shape you into the person you are today. Be proud of yourself even with the smallest progress you’ve made so far..
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There's a lot of beauty in ordinary things, isn't that kind of the point? - Pam Beesly, 'The Office'
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great things take time | bridgett devoue
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