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When you find purpose it's easy to continue through anything and everything without having parts of you chip away
“There is no single truth about anyone’s life, but as many truths as there are observers.”
— Carol Shields, The Stone Diaries (via quotespile)
I am constantly haunted by the person I was and thinking about the person I'll be. So much so that the present me is the neglected me . And out of everyone that has come and go out of my life her absence is the saddest thing.
The words you said hurt, and you said they only hurt because they were true. But they weren't true, it only hurt because it came from you.
Love is the emotion behind the good actions. Acceptance is the validation of the value of what is in front of you despite its flaws. Acceptance must come first or love will always be empty and such a love always fade.
The truth at midnight
Giving more than you have for a person that does the same is love. Giving more than you have for a person that would never do the same is self-hatred.
When love is gone, where does it go? By Paolo Barretta
You know that I miss you
I was always with you
Since you left these tears
fall like it's September
Cold like it's November
All these thing we did
Were too much to remember
In my heart i am slave
Chains can't go away
And there's no Lincoln
to emancipate the pain
The days are moving slow
Traffic in snow
It been time to let you go
Like seniors
Im scared to move on
Wear the letterman of our memories
Confetti for the commencing
All the times thatll be left empty
There's no you and I to finish the original ending
Maybe some day
When my body too fades
Morning and night will no longer remain
All imbetween can never change
If this is what hard work is I see why so many people are lazy bums
Beauty in the Youth.
I love this
Ghanaians wants African Americans to come home .