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People look so different once you don’t care about them anymore
You never look good trying to make someone else look bad.
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The lesson is to love yourself. To forgive yourself. To stop giving more than you have. To stop expecting too much from people. To find a way to live in light of your mistakes and preconceptions of love. To be open to what the future presents. To allow things to flow and fall. To break, crash, crumble. To rebuild. The lesson is to never undervalue the importance of self love. And, until you have mastered that, at least in part, to stay away from the things that damage you. I think I have finally understood where some of my pain has come from. I’m ready to move on. I’m ready for my next lesson.
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The last one alone is enough to debunk the whole premise that ISIS represents Islam.
I’m going to put this on queue just incase people need reminding
Wow ISIS is breaking every single one of these rules.
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It is quite unbelievable that there will be people that I will love unconditionally that I have not met yet. Somewhere out there, in a supermarket or singing in the shower, there are souls that have not touched mine yet but will, eventually.
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