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Why do we let the opinions of one person change how we see the world, other people and more importantly, ourselves. To think that one person can make you feel differently about yourself blows my mind.
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Why do we let the opinions of one person change how we see the world, other people and more importantly, ourselves. To think that one person can make you feel differently about yourself blows my mind.
Open your wings. Leap and flow. I know the wind stings. But put on a show. Make people look at you. And say "you're a star". Be happy, no matter what you do. Show them you can go far.
Life is a gift - accept it. Life is a challenge - meet it. Life is an adventure - dare it. Life is a sorrow - overcome it. Life is a tragedy- face it. Life is a duty- perform it.
“If ever there is tomorrow when we’re not together… there is something you must always remember. You are braver than you believe, stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think.
All the world is traveling. Yet I'm completely still. Will I ever get going. What if I believe I never will. At times the world moves so quickly. But then it grinds to a sudden halt.
Look forward and, Not back, Make yourself a, New track. To follow through, And be true, Leave out those memories when, You pack. Spread your wings, And fly, In distant, near, Dark sky.
To everyone out there, If you're reading this, take a step back. Look at yourself. you are human. You are beautiful, you really are. And you can be anything you want. You can be everything.
Everyone has a story so don't be so quick to make judgments. Straight edge , alcoholic , goodie two shoes or prisoner . We all have flesh and a purpose .
In your life, you're going to often feel like you do more things wrong than you do right. And sometimes that will be true. Not everybody can be kept happy and not everybody will like you.
There comes a time. When you realise. That it's time to let go. Forget the past. Knowing that some things aren't made to last. Memories stay with you. Some haunt at night. Some make you happy.
when feeling low and looking down, pick yourself up and reach for the sky. dont let anyone make you frown, dont let anyone make you cry. wear that smile big and bright, get that twinkle in your eye.
“Here's to the crazy ones. The misfits. The rebels. The troublemakers. The round pegs in the square holes. The ones who see things differently. They're not fond of rules.
I seem to always give up on things. I don't know why. I guess I am just that kind of person. I dislike challenges. I think it's because my very little self-esteem and how little I believe in myself.
Maybe life will work out, maybe in the end everything will be ok. I don't know. No one knows. We just have to hope everything will be ok. That one word, makes everything better and that word is hope.
As the day grows darker, The clouds begin to group, The sky becomes all mottled, A stormy, rainy soup.
Try to reach for the sky, Don't be bound by the ground. Anyone can fly, We just need our wings to be found. Try to reach for the stars, Don't dock on this rock.
There are times when you have to stop and just look behind you. You gotta think about what you have done in your life, where in the path are you now and where you wanna go from now on.
What would you do, if time travel was true. Would you reveal to the nation your creation. Would greed exceed your need to create a world united as one nation. Think of the need to abolish all disease.
Everyone has a fear, It makes you show your tears. Whether its the darkness of the night, Or huge spiders that give you fright. Everybody can get over this, You just need a confidence kiss.
Just sit down and write, Forget about it all. If only for tonight, You could write till morning calls. Sit down and write, Just let your stresses pass.
Hello again, and today is Saturday, November 17, 2012. Not to sound redundant through the title, but fear is inevitable. Fear is always present, especially when making things.
Every person starts. With the same blank slate. Evil isn't born. It's sculptured by the hands of hate. Innocence is alive. In all when brand new. Guilt is acquired. And pain is accrued.
A warm coffee in my hands and a head full of plans, As I sit here and learn, with books most would burn, One I can barely lift, that makes me a bit miffed, So much to do, so much to say, yet so few...
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