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I hate it here is for all the girlies who grew up reading books as a precocious child and dreamt of worlds that exist only in a sophisticated imagination, for the girls who live in delusions
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Memories of your innocence and wholeness comes crawling back into your mind. And now you wonder, what did you do to deserve all these pain?
I really have no idea but atleast I tried.Ā
The best people I know are always evaluating and improving themselves. The unhappy people are usually evaluating and judging others.
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From Wild Flowers of the British Isles by H. Isabel Adams (1907).
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