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thornsinthesoull · 2 years
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I no longer can make friends ...I've picked apart, over analysed my past friendships that have gone wrong so much that now I don't know who is a friend altogether or whom to call a friend...and I feel better this way it's a different kind of peace and I like it.
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thornsinthesoull · 2 years
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This generation is weird. Even with how accepting we are most of us still hate how we look. Your all gorgeous and I hope you start to see it <3
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thornsinthesoull · 2 years
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thornsinthesoull · 2 years
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I'll be doing something and having a lot of fun...Then I sort of disassociate, and get weirdly nostalgic over random stuff. Really I should just be grateful that I HAVE happy memories to feel nostalgic about.
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thornsinthesoull · 2 years
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“Flowers are silly,” said he.
“Those singers who sing those love songs are just lying. No man ever really feels that way about a woman.” — The moment you realize the jerk was trying to lower your expectations so he would be free to treat you as badly as he did and you’d think it was normal.
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thornsinthesoull · 2 years
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I used to think I was the strangest person in the world
but then I thought, there are so many people in the world, there must be someone just like me who feels bizarre and flawed in the same ways I do
I would imagine her, and imagine that she must be out there thinking of me too.
well, I hope that if you are out there you read this and know that yes, it’s true I’m here, and I’m just as strange as you.
Rebecca Katherine Martin.
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thornsinthesoull · 2 years
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You have to find what sparks a light in you so that you in your own way can illuminate the world.
Oprah Winfrey.
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thornsinthesoull · 2 years
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We die every day," Kit said. "It's called being human.
Jon Courtenay Grimwood
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thornsinthesoull · 2 years
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The worst type of crying wasn't the kind everyone could see--the wailing on street corners, the tearing at clothes. No, the worst kind happened when your soul wept and no matter what you did, there was no way to comfort it. A section withered and became a scar on the part of your soul that survived. For people like me and Echo, our souls contained more scar tissue than life.
Katie McGarry.
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thornsinthesoull · 2 years
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Beauty is seen through the eyes, but beautiful people are only known through their heart.
RJ Intindola
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thornsinthesoull · 2 years
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thornsinthesoull · 2 years
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Your relationship with yourself sets the tone for your life.
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thornsinthesoull · 2 years
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Surround yourself with people who hold you accountable in a loving way.
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thornsinthesoull · 2 years
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i hope there are days when your coffee tastes like magic ,your playislts make you dance , strangers make you smile and the night sky touches your soul.
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thornsinthesoull · 2 years
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The person you always loved is still there. You can find it.
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thornsinthesoull · 2 years
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With a heart like that ,
You deserve the world .
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thornsinthesoull · 2 years
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You are the plot twist I always waited for.
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