Another Cup, No Milk and Sugar

For bitter-hits Facebook (and only-in-Facebook friends and only-sort-of-friends) can't handle (I'm happier in real life)

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That moment when you finally find something so unbelievably good but you’re not good enough for it. 

(It reinforces the importance of striving to always be at our best so we can be ready for the moments when we find these things.)

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Rest House

Charming and sweet enough to escape to, 

but never somewhere to call “home”.

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How do I escape this labyrinth?"

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There's a big WHY??!!! flashing violently inside my head now but I don't want it answered.

What you don't know won't hurt you.

[kushandwizdom]

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Some things are better left unsaid.

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I don't know.

I suppose that I don't have a say on this anymore but I can't not feel a bit betrayed.

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I need time to listen to my own stories and fix my own problems and take a break from managing everyone else's.

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Why did I ever decide to step outside my own world?

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It is okay to not be happy for people sometimes.

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There's no running away from people who can break your heart because no matter where you go, it just carries them with you.

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[words-of-emotion]

[kushandwizdom]

Good Vibes HERE

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What you want is 15 Christmases on December 25th, 15 birthdays, 15 years of sleeping next to him and waking up with him. You want anniversary dinners, you want parent-teacher conferences, and school plays. You want fights over whose turn it is to wash the dishes and walk the dog. What you want, what you’ve always wanted, is to be part of his life.

Scandal

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I’ll just throw us in with everything that we’ve recklessly lit

That quickly heat up, glowing on until the night cold hits

Forming pretty, hazy lines that dance 'til they fade into the air

Burning up, burning down, and inevitably, burning out. 

We are just like anything we know that leaves nothing

But faint, tiny ash trails that the wind would blow away

And rolls of blackened paper that have gone to waste. 

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4 months in and all I've become is a chain smoker.