You can love someone and still choose to say goodbye to them. You can miss someone every day and still be glad they are no longer in your life.
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You can love someone and still choose to say goodbye to them. You can miss someone every day and still be glad they are no longer in your life.
Throwing the ring you gave me in the lake today. I don’t feel ready, I don’t want to let go, but no one is ever ready to let go.
Someday you will meet the happiest version of yourself
And it will be worth it
Look I know everyone is getting the porn bot follows but like .. what's are they even for? What's the point of them? What are they trying to accomplish?
Be so fucking proud of yourself for passing the hardest moments alone while everyone believed you were fine.
You cannot make everyone think and feel as deeply as you do. This is your tragedy … because you understand them, and they do not understand you.
Daniel Saint
If you hear people from my past speak of me. Keep in mind they are speaking of a person they don’t even know any more.
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“Just because things hadn’t gone the way I had planned didn’t necessarily mean they had gone wrong.” - Ann Patchett
creditos: c.e
Falso. Mi yo de el pasado me debe disculpas a mi, ya que sus decisiones fueron de ella. A su manera.
“It was good for a while, being empty. I didn’t hurt anymore. But as time went on, it was like I could hear myself from far away, begging for permission to come back.”
— Myra McEntire