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love yourself.

all the parts that you already love

and especially the parts that you don't

watch the sunrise by yourself

because who else could measure up

to you

and the sun

the ultimate power couple

be yourself

because if you aren't

who will be?

think of all the milkshakes you'll miss out on

and the recipes you'll never try

and how you always wanted to bitchslap someone

you know you want to

and I'll bet you know just who, too

knit yourself a scarf

buy yourself a present

existing is hard

you deserve it

I know you don't remember the good days right now

and that's okay

there'll be more of them


free samples, anyone?

a tentative smile at a stranger returned at full force

walks in the country

proud

be proud to be who you are

there isn't a soul quite like you

loud

be bold and loud and lovely

cause you can

cause if you die tomorrow

you won't care about any of it

what's the harm?

laugh at every bad joke

revel in the moments of peace

solidarity

fake date a friend

just to spice up the world

you're the only cinnamon in my roll

fuck expectations

fuck disappointment

you are you

and you are enough

don't kill yourself

you'll be missed

sorely

we'll miss you

sore

raw

a wound forevermore

you are the stitches that hold my sky together

so I can look up and I can breathe again

look up to the sky and breathe again

humans are pretty good at that now

or we should be

breathing

it's essential

but it's so hard sometimes

but you can always breathe

just breathe

just live

don't kill yourself until you count to a million

and if you do, do it again

life is fucking weird

we're all here

and for what?

but the why of it doesn't matter anymore

the fact is, we're here

might as well make the most of it

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 07, 2021 ⏰

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