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My tummy hurts and I miss that soul who gave me a new reason to live every single day. I miss that soul who would laugh until his eyes teared up. I miss that soul who would take my playful words as a challenge of wit and charisma, not an attack. I miss that soul who would cradel me. I miss that soul who would come to me, trust me, love me, pour his heart out to me in a way where the sun shines brighter the next day coming. I miss that soul who would accept my rambunctious flaws and make them look sparkly and fabulous instead of repugnent. I miss knowing that soul who saved my life. I miss the warmth that fades.
I miss the soul who taught me not to chase people who run away. I miss the soul who helped me face my fears. I miss the soul who taught me it’s okay to be alone. I miss the soul who taught me not everyone can be moulded to an ideal. I miss the soul who taught me that I don’t have to be anything for anyone but myself. I miss the soul who taught me everything takes time. I miss the soul who taught me I will never be the same as I was yesterday. I miss the soul who helped me to accept change as an innevitable.
It really fucking hurts. You taught me not to chase. You taught me to live. I feel as if I’ve given you nothing- probably for the best; nothing to lose. I miss the soul that I repulsed.
Anonymous said: Dear person I had a crush on...
There’s a lot of you, there always will be; my heart flies in all directions but everybody gets a piece of it. I love you, and them, and everyone. You will always be part of my heart.
Lisa Murphy (Australia) - Power Of A Dream, 2010 Drawings: Ink on Watercolor Paper
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Don’t let the things that you cannot control, control you.
This is the first MRI I had done before I was diagnosed with Multiple Sclerosis. And while my diagnosis was, at the time, the worst thing that had ever happened to me, 12 years later it turns out that it was also the best thing that happened. To me. Life will always happen to you- and life will always be unfair at some point. But you still have to live. Sometimes, we have to let the bad things change us, to break us, so that we can grow back into the people we are supposed to be.
Glade Creek, West Virginia, US (by Robert Melgar)
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