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He lies, she cries. He ain’t sorry but apologizes… She complains, he doesn’t change. She continues to hurt. Yet, she still stays
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You’re never too old if you young at heart.
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“I remember the struggles, the tears and the loud cries which fell on deaf ears” Sade turned and looked around like there’s someone else Jane was talking to. Her voice clever and clear until he moved edging closer, holding her gaze with no expression on his face. He fake sniffed and angled his head. His
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An art. It’s a language. It’s like cooking. Has something to do with chemistry… What does sex mean to you?
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this is not the life I prayed for? I never signed up for this. I’m scared, I’m confused… Well, you’re not the only one.
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that’s how you get to shine as brightly as it does.
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Odin crawled at the beginning of his life. The day he tried to stand, he stumbled and hit the lumpy ground of his father’s yard. One day, he learned to walk. Except without his father’s hand, he cannot stand at all. When Odin’s father died, Odin could not bury him. For he’d have to walk.
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Letting go of the person others think you should become Embracing your true self Daring to dream even bigger and having the courage to will the person you wish to become, into manifestation.
Zen… 