Choose the one who takes care of you even when they're upset.. not who leaves you alone with the pain Because in real love... not everything is beautiful.
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Most people say they want to heal, but what they really want is to become someone who never been hurt. They meet themselves as a renovation project, cutting away every blemish, fear, and discomfort, believing that they'll finally be okay if they've just fixed enough. This is not how true growth works. Growth is integration, which means taking the broken parts into the whole, not cutting them out and pretending they never existed.
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Between the chords of a guitar playing in the background, the smoke of cigarettes and the rusty taste of a glass of wine, you came back to my memories.
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I must confess to you, That I caressed you more than once.... And I have done it with my letters, Everytime you read me, Every time you come across them... And it is you to blame, You provoke me without even intending, I don't know...I must confess to you, That I caressed you more than once.... And I have done it with my letters, Everytime you read me, Every time you come across them... And it is you to blame, You provoke me without even intending, I don't know...
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To be 'allowed' in a woman's body is a great honor for a man. And if she gives her consent, access to her sacred space, body and energy should always be done with the utmost care and intention.
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Today, most men are not truly men... they are just boys, behaving like boys.
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I learned that you never finish knowing people.. because we all carry parts we don't show, the stories we tell not
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I used to stay. Even when my bones told me to run, even when my heart felt heavy like I was carrying stones. I thought staying meant caring. I thought bending myself into shapes I didn’t recognize meant being loyal. But all it did was take my light and leave me with embers I could barely keep alive.
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They say marriage is about finding someone to walk through hard things with. I didn’t fully understand that… until infertility.
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"Sometimes life does not merely wound a woman; it crushes the breath out of her, leaves her on her knees in private, and dares her to find a reason to rise again.
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The saddest goodbyes aren’t marked by anger or indifference—they’re marked by love that still lingers, by a connection you deeply cherish but know you can no longer sustain. It’s the ache of wanting to hold on, to stay in that familiar space, even when every part of you knows it’s time to let go.
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