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Not everything in life has to be about finding “The One.” Sometimes a girl just wants to have fun. ↗
Seek peace and pursue it.' ~Psalm 34:14 ↗
#be-true-to-yourself #bible-quotes #inspiration #peace #spirituality
Keep at it. Persistence does pay dividends. But there is a catch; you gotta believe it before manifestation will validate conviction as [your] truth. And sacrifice is a required path to fulfillment. ↗
#believe #believing #believing-in-yourself #conviction #dividends
Loneliness is designed to help you discover who you are…and to stop looking outside yourself for your worth. ↗
#discovering-who-you-are #feeling-alone #finding-yourself #happiness #happiness-comes-from-within
Fairy tales thrive on black and white. In life, there’s only grey – no bad guys, no good guys. You could be the Cheshire cat, Snow White, a troll pr a pastry-making witch whose diet consists only of little kids, but you’ll always be you. ↗
How is it that some celebrities, whom the average person would believe to have all the popularity a human being could want, still admit to feeling lonely? It is quite naive to assume that popularity is the remedy for loneliness. Loneliness does not necessarily equal physical solitude, it is the inability to be oneself and rightfully represented as oneself. ↗
She realized, when relationships failed to last, it was not because love was no longer present, but because people had stopped believing in themselves and in their partners. ↗
#christina-westover #inspirational #literary-quote #love #poisoning-sylvie
So they gave me love in form of poison and tiny little pills, programming my emotions, teaching me how to feel. To act correct and talk correct and answer without knowing the question, because that, my dear, is how you get love. Yes that, dear youth, is how you'll be loved. I tried to medicate my own fucked up little mind with chemicals and adrenaline, tasting sweeter every night, shaking louder every time. Sitting wide awake in bed until the world disappears, writing poetry to concentrate on something real while waiting for the love to arrive. I've been looking for it night after night, waiting patiently for it to show up, maybe somewhere in between the state of awake and asleep, alive and not so alive, sober and not so sober. (I lost track of the difference somewhere in between.) ↗
