~Self Love~

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You are not your age, Nor the size of clothes you wear, You are not a weight. Or the colour of your hair, You are not your name, Or the dimples in your cheeks, You are all the books you've read, And all the words you speak, You're the croaky morning voice, And the smiles you try to hide, You're the sweetness in your laughter, And every tear you're cried, You're the songs you sing so loudly, When you know you're alone, You're the places that you've been to, And the ones that you call home, You're the things that you believe in, And the people that you love, You're the photos in your bedroom, And the future you dream of, You're made of so much beauty, But it seems that you forgot, When you decided that you defined, By all the things you're not

They will insult, hurt, defeat, betray, injure, set you aflame, and watch you burn. But they will not, shall not, cannot destroy you. Because you, like Rome, were built on ashes, and you, like a phoenix, know how to rise and resurrect

Even if it's hard and tiring, Don't give up, I believe in you

Enjoy the little things in life, for one day you'll look back and realise they were the big things

Make someone smile every day. But don't forget that you are that someone too

Be soft, kind and loving. But also take no one's shit

I hope you're blessed with the heart like a wildflower. Strong enough to rise again after being trampled upon, tough enough to weather the worst of summer storms, and able to grow and flourish even in the most broken places

I want to sing like the birds sing, Not worrying about who hears or what they think

Long story short: I survived

Allow yourself to shine without the desire to be seen

Fight it or accept it ; Fear it or control it

Understand your own heart before you handle another

Success is not the final; failure is not fatal: It is the courage to continue that counts

A certain darkness is needed to see the stars

It is not your job to be everything to everyone

Not all storms come to disrupt you life, Some come to clear your path

Life is to be lived, Not to be regretted

I think it's brave that you get up in the morning even if your soul is weary and your bones ache for a rest. I think it's brave that you keep on living even if you don't know how to anymore. I think it's brave that you push away the waves rolling in every day and you decide to fight. I know there are days when you feel like giving up but I think it's brave that you never do

When in doubt always remember: FISH ; Fuck It, Shit Happens

I will not be another flower, picked for my beauty and left to die. I will be wild, difficult to find and impossible to forget.

If you see beauty in something, don't wait for others to agree

You can't skip chapters, that's not how life works. You have to read every line, meet every character. You won't enjoy it all. Hell, some chapters will make you cry for weeks. You will read things you don't want to read, you will have moments when you don't want the pages to end. But you have to keep going. Stories keep the world revolving. Live yours, don't miss out. 

It's your road and yours alone. Others may walk it with you, but no one can walk it for you

Let's try even when you regret it later

I hope you continue to live without getting hurt is this harsh world

Be easy, take your time, you're coming home, to yourself


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