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This comforts my soul from the fear of the unknown and the questions I can't seem to let go always asking myself the moment I open my eyes in the morning. Nothing time can't make sense of.....I think.
This looks like it doesn't make sense but it does believe me
I don't know why I bend and reshape myself to fit into people's idea of what I should be and what their mood looks like that I have lost myself in the process. I doubt I will ever forgive myself for it.
Now this is some pure passion. This speaks awareness. This speaks truth. This is the fucking reality!!!!!!!!
Forwarded from 𝐕𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐁𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡
I avoid looking down at my body, not so much because it’s shameful or immodest but because I don’t want to see it. I don’t want to look at something that determines me so completely.
And the marathon continues of me stealing photos that feel like HOME
Credit @Hilenatafesse on Twitter and on facebook
Credit @Hilenatafesse on Twitter and on facebook
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Do people even say the marathon continues for this kind of situation? I think everyone is used to my dumbness at this point
"ባሌን የወደድኩበትን የመጀመሪያ ቀን አላስታውስም፤የጠላሁት ግን የሰርጋችን ድግስ ላይ ነበር።ዘግይቶ መረዳት ላይ ጥሩ ነኝ ፤ተረድቶ መዘግየት ላይ ደግሞ በጣም"
Forwarded from 𝒮𝒾𝓁𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝓁𝒾𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔 (Rouaa Jumaa)
heal so you aren’t accidentally hurting people u want to love, projecting your wounds onto them.
Something of a reminder for the night. Whichever your heart wanted to listen.🖤