Intentional Living

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Parts 15
Time 46m

Reads 135
Votes 14
Parts 15
Time 46m

Daily Devotion 
Effective people are intentional with the way they live their lives.
Nothing happens by chance 
You become what you commit toAll Rights Reserved

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You don't believe me anyways. You don't see me throwing away my inhibitions or filling up my online shopping cart. You don't see me diving into new life goals and careers and areas of study. You don't see my cry to myself in the car when my chest sinks in and my head gets crushed in a vice. You don't feel the panic in my stomach whenever I must make human contact. And you sure don't see how hard I try. How I wake up every morning and apply my mask. My work mask- to conceal all of this. But.... It's been the same mask for many years And my mask is wearing thin. My sadness, my anger, my paranoia and grand euphoria are trying to become a part of your world too. A world where it's not welcome. A world where it's not understood, where it's frowned upon.

JUGDE ME; I DARE YOU! If you've never messed up...cast a stone at me. I sensed their rage from the way they looked at me. I heard the disapproval of the world and felt the hate from the society. From the way the universe worked on me... it seemed like it was against me. I did the most unthinkable things... I am sure my parents in heaven will be disappointed ... they might hate me forever- and my friends; embarrassed of my existence. One thing I know for sure is- am not the only one who lost their way while trying to figure things out, am not the only one who has worn her shirt inside out, am not the only one who has gotten into street fights, am not the only one who has preferred the lies to the truth...am not the only one who is cursed! Can I not be forgiven? can't my imperfections be ignored? So, unless you're God; unless you've got perfection in your DNA- unless you've never messed up...cast a stone at me. JUDGE ME, I DARE YOU! AMADI JENNIFER.

as kingfishers catch fire by thebeanofcheese

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Why Are You Obsessed with My Race? by cjacks1124

I wonder why people feel like they have the right to ask me about my personal life. I don't know how many times a day I am asked, "Who are you? Where are you from? What are you mixed with?" My replies to those people are, "Why do you care where I'm from? It is your business to know what I am mixed with? How dare you overstep your boundaries and violate my space? Society judges my skin color, my hair, and my exotic features. It does not accept me for being who I am. I often hear, "You are too light to be black" or "You are too dark to be white." They size me up with their eyes of hate as if I asked for their opinion. I don't owe you an explanation. I am not on trial because of my background. I didn't choose my race. I did not ask to be here -- but I am here. I am not ashamed of who I am. You asked me, "Who am I?" The real question is, why are you obsessed with my race? Why is it any of your concern? I am Stella. I am 16 years old, and I am proud of who I am! I am biracial, and I am a human being just like you.

Do you honestly know what love really leads too? People always say "it's the best thing ever!" or "oh my gosh he broke up with me" but you don't really know until you try it, because sometimes love can lead to fear or to... death but if you are really committed anything is possible... Even if it's not the possibility you wanted it to be.

Just Close Your Eyes (Phan) by rune-wolf

Never tell people your entire story. It was the number 1 rule Dan lived by. It wouldn't make things better, usually only worse. One time, he had told his entire story, but everything had fallen apart because of that single mistake. It had caused him to lose both his home and his friends, making him live on the streets and trying to get by with what other people would give him. But what happens if one morning someone walks into his life and gives him a chance for a better future? And what difference can a best friend really make?

You know how when you do not want to talk and you say "I'm fine." You do. We have all been there. A fake smile, forced laugh, then you go home and cry. But, then, you find out a huge secret with holes missing. You want to find out all the answers. Basically, your life is full of twists and turns. Answers yo questions that you must find.

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I am me. You are you. People have a nasty habit of labeling and judging others. It's an instinct that everyone has and we do it all the time, without realizing it sometimes. These labels do not define us. Those judgments do not blind us of our true self. We know deep down that we are different but some people hide that. Some people think the only way to fit in is to be someone else. Some people want to change for others. Some people think it's best to hide thief true self from those around them. But you are all special. You don't need to change who you are. You are perfect. But sometimes people don't see that. They need help. So I'm here to try to help. I'm here to help you see how wonderful you are. I want you to be confident. I want you to be you.

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Taehyung's world once revolved around his best friend, Jimin-their bond unbreakable, their laughter echoing through every moment they shared. But everything changes when Jimin finds a new companion, leaving Taehyung behind in the shadows. What hurts more than being forgotten are the cruel, cutting words Jimin throws his way, words that leave Taehyung shattered and questioning his worth. As he struggles to navigate a world without the one person he trusted most, Taehyung wonders if their friendship was ever real to begin with. Will Jimin realize the damage he's caused before it's too late? Or will the fracture between them grow into an irreparable chasm?

Locked In

You don't believe me anyways. You don't see me throwing away my inhibitions or filling up my online shopping cart. You don't see me diving into new life goals and careers and areas of study. You don't see my cry to myself in the car when my chest sinks in and my head gets crushed in a vice. You don't feel the panic in my stomach whenever I must make human contact. And you sure don't see how hard I try. How I wake up every morning and apply my mask. My work mask- to conceal all of this. But.... It's been the same mask for many years And my mask is wearing thin. My sadness, my anger, my paranoia and grand euphoria are trying to become a part of your world too. A world where it's not welcome. A world where it's not understood, where it's frowned upon.

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