STAR DUSTED SKY

I like the night. Without the dark, we'd never see the stars.

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My blessings

They all come in the form of people and the moments spent with those people.

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So long as you look for it, there will always be sunlight hidden behind the storm.

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Sometimes people have to crash and burn in order to rise above from the ashes.

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In this society, we shame rebelliousness as an effort to keep together a world that is already falling apart.

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Today I chose happiness.

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Those who truly want to make time for you, will. Those who won't are merely not worth yours.

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A call for help is never silent so long as you know where to look.

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It isn't that everyone is against you. Everyone is just for themselves.

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Everyday I see the stench of dependency among the silent hearts of people growing and lament the harrowing deterioration and death of self-reliance. How can we be brave when without the presence of others, we are only stagnant existences masquerading in the illusion of a world we have created ourselves? That is not to say we should not graciously accept the gifts of love and happiness from those around us, but in our busy life we forget all too often that these are gifts we can most certainly give ourselves.

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An important person left me just yesterday. I wasn't aware of how badly I was going to take his absence. In just a brief second, he was gone. Just like that. Like the stars and all the small lights and points of reason and purpose he gave me in life vanished. Just like that. Today I was blessed another 20 minutes with him. Needless to say, it was not enough. But in that moment I realized just how significant a hand time can play in the game of life between two individuals. After all, there can never truly be a proper goodbye when you are racing against seconds and minutes. Even so, those 20 minutes are going to be the most precious of the next 10 of my days. And until then, I can only hope he is safe.

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Fragile

I am fragile

and let's face it

no one wants the risk of having a hand full of broken glass. 

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I used to think of a friend as my anchor.

I lived because they saved me and rooted me to life.

But in this, they weighed me down,

kept me grounded to the belief that without them, I would be lost.

…and I am.

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Some people say overthinking kills your happiness.

I say overthinking only opens up your mind to the truths of the world

and let's face it: these truths are far from happy.

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Observation on Human Relationships

People never really stop being manipulative. They are like that by nature. 

I've experienced firsthand the lies and empty words people will use to get what they want. After all, no one can resist when in consideration of their own desires. Better you than me, right? 

Friendship. Comfort. Love. Attention. For so long have I selflessly given people these gifts. I take bullets for people because I love and I love too easily. And in return? Pain. Hurt. Suspicion on the human being whose nature I've always naively believed to be good rather than bad. I only regret having finally accepted the terrible truth after continuous bouts of misfortune.

And I want no part of this truth.

...Because, I, too, am capable of manipulation. If I now know the pain one can experience from being used, then I will not condemn others to the same tragic fate. 

In that case, shutting this door might be the best option for me.

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Existence

We all struggle into existence

only to silently slip out of it.

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Recluse

A recluse doesn't just push people away.

They pull themselves out from the lives of everyone else.

If there is anything I've learned, it's that people can be cruel,

but sometimes the cruelest person

can be ourselves.

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It is not wrong to like someone...

It is not wrong to miss someone...

Not wrong, not wrong, I tell myself.

But if it's not wrong, then why am I so afraid to reach out?