My daily routine is very simple. I wake up and I suffer.
thereβs a demon inside all of us. Sometimes it wins
a sorry might fix a small argument, but not a broken heart.
Confidence is the key. If you don't believe in yourself, then nobody will.
stop expecting loyalty from people who can't even give you honesty.
the beauty of you is how you wear who you are.
My room + internet connection + music + food - homework = perfect day
β€ we started with a simple hello but end up with a complicated goodbye .
Just breathe.
And if he breaks your heart, like lovers do. Remember ill be waiting here for you
i get drunk looking at your eyes.
If you really love the person , learn to wait . maybe youβre not meant to be together today but meant to be in the future .
πͺπ₯π¬ πΈπ©πΊ π±π¦π°π±ππ¦ π©π’π΅π¦ ππ’π»πΊ π±π¦π°π±ππ¦ , πΈπ¦ π₯πͺπ₯π―π΅ π¦π·π¦π― π₯π° π’π―πΊπ΅π©πͺπ―π¨ .
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πͺ π©π°π±π¦ π΅π©πͺπ΄ π©π¦ππ±π΄ πΊπ°πΆ π¨πΆπΊπ΄ π΄πͺπ―π€π¦ π΅π©πͺπ΄ πͺπ΄ π³π¦π²πΆπ¦π΄π΅π¦π₯ β‘οΈ
πͺ π©π°π±π¦ π΅π©πͺπ΄ π©π¦ππ±π΄ πΊπ°πΆ π¨πΆπΊπ΄ π΄πͺπ―π€π¦ π΅π©πͺπ΄ πͺπ΄ π³π¦π²πΆπ¦π΄π΅π¦π₯ β‘οΈ
NOTE TO SELF:
No one continually wins at chess by only moving forward. Sometimes you have to move backward to put yourself in a position to win. And that's a good metaphor for life, too.
No one continually wins at chess by only moving forward. Sometimes you have to move backward to put yourself in a position to win. And that's a good metaphor for life, too.
I dont have an attitude problem . You have a problem with my attitude . And that aint my problem Β―\_(γ)_/Β―
As you grow older, you realise how much the things that you spent so long worrying about didn't matter. It didn't matter what clothes you wore to your friend's party or whether you wished someone "happy birthday' at 12. It didn't matter whether you failed that test or were a few marks off a grade A. It didn't matter that everyone went shopping without you, but you were stuck babysitting at home. It didn't matter that your hair was messy when you bumped into your crush. It didn't matter when that same crush didn't like you back. It didn't matter that you lost friends along the way, As you grow older, you realise that you spent an incredible amount of time worrying about what other people thought of your appearance, your life and your goals that when you finally 'grow up', when you finally reach that point where you're able to put on the lens of hindsight and look back at it all-you finally grasp what truly mattered. And it was never what other people thought of you -it was what you thought of yourself. What truly mattered was how patient you were, how kind you were with yourself. What mattered was how far you were willing to go to live a life that the young you would be proud of. What mattered was the amount of love and light that surrounded you. Believe me, it never mattered what others thought. It mattered what you did.
Yes , im crazy. Normal is too boring to me