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You are not a mistake - not by a long shot.

Jade is a regular girl, she laghes, she crys, she gets mad. but with these emotions comes a huge consequens. find out how Jade gets through this journy of hers

What is beauty? Is it inward or outward? Is it the way your hair falls or you eyes sparkle? The size of your waist or how much you weigh? But what if you couldn't see that. What if you couldn't tell how tall someone was or that the color of their skin was? What beauty was just, within?

calm or still, rough or rigid, in the end, an ocean is always beautiful •°•°•°•°•°•° poetry & prose

Mental health is affected by so many factors in a world of hate and rules of 'normality'. We need to speak up and address issues without fear. Just wrote a little something thinking about the world we live in and how to bring about the changes. share your p.o.v. on comments.

this is a not a true story. but i used to deal with these types of issues. i'm better now though. this is simply a message to get across to people. stay strong i love every single one of you. muah muah. 💘💕

This passage is mainly about deep thought. How WE are compared to the rest of the universe.

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Have you ever feel like you are in a place where you don't know what you should do or be?

𝗁ello! 𝗐𝖾𝗅𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖺𝗆𝖻𝖾𝗋, 𝖺 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗍𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗉𝗅𝗂𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗉. 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝖺𝗅𝗅 of 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗇𝖾𝗀𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗍𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗂 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗅𝗈𝗐𝗅𝗒 𝗌𝗉𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀h 𝗐𝖺𝗍𝗍𝗉𝖺𝖽, 𝗂 𝖽𝖾𝖼𝗂𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝖾 a "𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗍𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗉𝗅𝗂𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗌" 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗉, in which 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝗈'𝗌 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝖿𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖺 𝗊𝗎𝗂𝖼𝗄 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗆 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗂 will 𝖽𝖾𝖽𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝖺 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝖺𝗐𝖾𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾-𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗌. 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝖺𝗅 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗍𝗁 𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗌, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗂 𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗎𝗂𝗇𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝗁𝗈𝗉𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝗉 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾, 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖺 𝖻𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖽𝖺𝗒 :𝖣 𝖺𝗅𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗆𝖻𝖾𝗋, 𝗂𝗅𝗒 <3

A letter to my 14 year old self.

I just write whatever comes to my mind... When something comes up I write it down... I'm all about the truth...and fantasy yes...my imagination takes me to places where no one else can go...or rather no one can understand... And I'm all about theology... Yeah that's me😋

Well heya to the one reading this book First of all thank you for reading this book This is my first ever book so....yeah I am nervous Actually I wrote these poems bcuz I can relate a lot to them..... Hope you can too

Your in your moms office in manda's arms still, honey you look up at your mom will you go home with manda while I fill this paperwork out so aunty Alex can file your restraining order and he can't touch you or harm you or come anywhere near you ever again you nod. You stand up and walk with manda to the elvator to go home you walk to the car where you get in the car and rest your head on manda's shoulders. You arrive at home with manda where you go and sit on the couch while manda makes you a coffee thanks manda anytime. You rest your head on manda's shoulders as you fall asleep on her as she puts her arms around you. Alex steps in smartly dressed holding her briefcase in one as she walks in with the other well manda whispers Alex holds it up we got it yes Alex rings Liv from the living room Liv yes we got it she sighs with relief finally. Right I'm on my way home ok see you shortly Alex sits with you & manda on the couch you turn over to Alex and rest your head on her shoulder you put your arms around Alex where you hands rest in Alex's. Just then Liv walks through the door with handbag on one arm with phone, keys & jacket in another, Alex head out to go home. Liv & manda on the couch with you there's loud bang at the which startles you immediately wake up grabbing your moms hand manda gets up pulling her gun out it's him she manda says Liv pulls her radio out I need all possible units to my location suspect maybe armed and dangerous you whole body is shaking uncontrollable through fear.

Just in case you haven't heard it today...

I wrote this while I was in 8th grade of middle school and must I say I had to stand up for myself a lot. Because I'm a black girl I was seen as a threat to others and that I didn't deserve the same freedoms and rights as others. All of this is happening while I'm in middle school but this was a poetry assignment that I did for my ELA class. I believe I was thirteen at the time but as I kept this, I read it every once and a while. Now it's time I share it with you. I hope you like it and understand what I was trying to say plus express.

just inspiring n emotional shiz