Why is it that we seek for validation everywhere else but from ourselves?
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Why is it that we seek for validation everywhere else but from ourselves?
Nicole Addison @thepowerwithin | Instagram
Siento un vacĂo en el pecho cada vez que trato de estar bien. Tal vez sĂłlo estoy hecha de un completo desastre.
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âI think somethingâs wrong with me. I make friends, then suddenly I canât bear to be with any of them. Seems like that other me, the cheerful and honest one, went away somewhere.â
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I made this in august or something but it still remains true
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Dime donde estabas cuando la ansiedad me ahogaba, cuando cada pensamiento provocaba arcadas? Y temblaba cada poro de mi piel sin nadie que me abrazara y me dijera: Tranquilo todo irĂĄ bien, tĂș no estuviste allĂ, no viste, mi mitad triste, ni mis despistes, no fuiste muro contra los embistes del desprecio, del cansancio, del prejuicio, hoy tan solo me ampara mi sacrificio.
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â Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath (via books-n-quotes)
Si pudiera volver a empezar de nuevo, no morder el cebo, pagarle al corazĂłn lo que le debo, mirarla a los ojos, decirle que la quiero, que no tengo otra ley que su voz y este lapicero.
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