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Things are going to work out. Maybe differently than you expected, but that is alright.
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Don't let anyone tell you that you're not beautiful, cause you are 
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you are exactly where you are meant to be. even if it feels hard, trust in the journey you are becoming who you're meant to be
we are all born beautiful. it is a tragedy we are convinced that we are not”
iNPC: Lloyd Matthews Thomas
Main account: Bailey Glade
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You are enough, you are somebody's Paradise maybe you just haven't met them yet
Y/N: Do you think I'm stupid?
Axel:..... Yes. pc:Emiline Hunter
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Wherever you are, whatever you're enduring, you will make it past these difficult times, and any difficult times in the future. Trust yourself and your loved ones and things will get better. The journey will shape you.
| xxxxx | ⊹✧𝖫𝖸𝖠𝖭𝖭𝖠 ~ ency ☼ 𝖺 𝖽𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗋, 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍'𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 ☼ |
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⊹ Sta 6 | Eva 10 | Str 7 | Wis 4 | Arc 4 | Acc 10 ⊹ ─── ‿︵˓ ʚ♡ɞ ˓ ︵ ‿ ─── |
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You make my world better just by being in it!
Sta 8|Eva 7|Str 3|Wis 7|Arc 6|Acc 4 |
𝙹𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝙱𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚎 | Kira Orlova |
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It's okay to be scared about the future, and it's also okay to not know what to do sometimes. One day, loved ones (found or by blood) will be by your side to face the world with you, and they'll be there to help show you the way/help you find a way forward
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You just seem so good to everyone. It always makes my day. Thanks for always being so kind and nice to me.
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You seem pretty sad For a girl so in love |
sta • 8 | eva • 6 | str • 5 | wis • 7 | arc • 5 | acc • 9 |
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this thread is such a sweet initiative omg so TO WHOEVER NEEDS TO HEAR WHAT FOLLOWS :
Hello darling, sit with me for a second :>
You are not defined by what scares you. You are not defined by your grades, by your weight, by your appearance, by how worthless you think you are, by the little achievements you think you have — you are not defined by every little thing that tugs at your stomach at night, by every little thought that slowly poison your brain like a tumor. You are not your grades, you are not that homework you failed to turn in a week ago, you are not that essay you're convinced you have ruined, you are not that project you never managed to finish.
You are so much more than that.
You are your dreams, the things that keeps you awake at night, giggling, a warm feeling spreading in your chest as you imagine what your future will be like. Your are your passions, the ones you want to abandon everything for, the guitar gathering dust in the corner, waiting for you to finish your homework, the painting you started yesterday, the sport in which you throw your frustration of the week. You are what makes you glimmer, what makes your heart lighter than a feather. You are your interests, that show to which you could dedicate your life, that song and the lyrics you know by heart, that really peculiar subject you could write a thesis on. And if you are reading those words, you are your quill. You are the words you throw on paper for the sake of writing, you are the smile you spark once you read through an old poem, you are the emotions your own lines provoke in you.
You are what you find beautiful. That old lady, hesitating between two different kind of peaches, the sun shining through branches of trees, the rain pouring down your face as you scream and rush to take cover, the moon detaching itself from the night sky, your pet yawning and stretching, water crashing down a shore, galaxies spinning on themselves and that one view which stole your breath and never gave it back.
You are worthy of all the beautiful things in the world. You deserve time to dedicate to your passions, you should focus on your interests.
Don't listen to all the voices around and within you — you are worth everything you wish for.
So hush love, take a breath, and remember to love yourself
Hello darling, sit with me for a second :>
You are not defined by what scares you. You are not defined by your grades, by your weight, by your appearance, by how worthless you think you are, by the little achievements you think you have — you are not defined by every little thing that tugs at your stomach at night, by every little thought that slowly poison your brain like a tumor. You are not your grades, you are not that homework you failed to turn in a week ago, you are not that essay you're convinced you have ruined, you are not that project you never managed to finish.
You are so much more than that.
You are your dreams, the things that keeps you awake at night, giggling, a warm feeling spreading in your chest as you imagine what your future will be like. Your are your passions, the ones you want to abandon everything for, the guitar gathering dust in the corner, waiting for you to finish your homework, the painting you started yesterday, the sport in which you throw your frustration of the week. You are what makes you glimmer, what makes your heart lighter than a feather. You are your interests, that show to which you could dedicate your life, that song and the lyrics you know by heart, that really peculiar subject you could write a thesis on. And if you are reading those words, you are your quill. You are the words you throw on paper for the sake of writing, you are the smile you spark once you read through an old poem, you are the emotions your own lines provoke in you.
You are what you find beautiful. That old lady, hesitating between two different kind of peaches, the sun shining through branches of trees, the rain pouring down your face as you scream and rush to take cover, the moon detaching itself from the night sky, your pet yawning and stretching, water crashing down a shore, galaxies spinning on themselves and that one view which stole your breath and never gave it back.
You are worthy of all the beautiful things in the world. You deserve time to dedicate to your passions, you should focus on your interests.
Don't listen to all the voices around and within you — you are worth everything you wish for.
So hush love, take a breath, and remember to love yourself
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