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alentador
Beauty is not long hair, skinny legs, tanned skin or perfect teeth. Believe me. Beauty is the face of who cried and now smiles, beauty is the scar on your knee since you fell when you were a kid, beauty is the circles when love doesn’t let you sleep, beauty is the expression on the face when the alarm rings in the morning, it’s the melted makeup when you have a shower, it’s the laughter when you make a joke you’re the only one who can understand, beauty is meeting his gaze and stopping understanding, beauty is your gaze when you see him, it’s when you cry for all you paranoias, beauty is the lines marked by time. Beauty is what we feel in the inside which also shows outside us. Beauty is the marks the life leaves on us, all the kicks and the caresses the memories leave us. Beauty is letting yourself live.

Emma Watson.    (via nodream)

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For anyone who is going through any kind of abuse always remember that you are not alone, anyone who harms you or any situation that damages you is not alright is not good and you don’t deserve it. It might seem difficult to speak out loud and defend yourself but you gotta do it. You are better than pain, you are better than any harm, you are better than any scar. You have a friend here if you ever need to vent or talk to someone, I’m here for you. 

Orlando, flordia

My prayers and thoughts go out to the families and friends and victims of the mass shooting in Orlando today.

Sleepless nights

Why is it that right before I close my eyes and start to dream, my mind goes to the most stressful things and you. I know you don’t care about me. We use each other for sex, but is that enough for me? We both know it's not. But you're not going to change, and I can't make you. So what happens next? I'm lost and I don't have anyone of my side. I feel like Peter Pan. Lost in Neverland forever. Can I save myself or can you save me? I need someone to hold me tight, and let me know. "It's okay to be vulnerable. It's okay not to be strong. I've got you. And I'm not letting go." But as of right now. No ones here beside me. It's so lonely. Help me. I'm screaming on the inside, "HELP ME! ANYONE! IM CRYIG ON THE INSIDE! CAN NO ONE SEE ME FOR THE REAL ME?!" But no one can see the pain in my smile. how when I truly smile you can see it in my eyes. But now the crinkles in my eyes don't exist anymore like they used to. They know. Strangers know. Don't they? It's funny cause people think I'm this confident person but inside I'm this non confident, shy, bashful, insecure person. I have so many flaws that I'm drowning. But Im dealing with my demons. One demon at a time. But I need help. Your help. You know me better then I know me. Why can't you be vulnerable? Why can't you let your guard down and help? Is it cause you don't know how? Or don't want to? I believe it's a Little of both. Cause honestly i feel as alone as I've ever felt. And it's the most abandoning feeling in the world. To know the "friends" you have talk behind your back, the people who "love" you, don't really want to know how you're actually doing or what's going on inside your head...They just want to see you smile, talk politely, nod and say.....

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whisperingbones
March 4, 2013 I was unpacking when I heard you walk in. I had on light pink lipstick that I found at the bottom of a box. You put a few things on the counter and handed me my car keys. I kissed you and asked if you could help me move the bed. You said you needed to talk. I keep replaying this over and over in my mind. I don’t think I’ll be able to unpack the rest of our boxes. April 4, 2013 It’s been a month since you left. Mark says you’re not coming back. I can’t sleep. Are you awake? May 4, 2013 I finally went to the doctor like you had begged me to. You were right and yeah, I’ll be fine. June 4, 2013 I sold my engagement ring at a pawn shop today. I bought expensive lipstick and flowers. I also bought a lot of beer and a carton of cigarettes. I’ve lost a lot weight since you last saw me. My friends from high school that I haven’t seen in years hardly recognize me. It’s weird being back in this town without you. I spend most of my afternoons at the beach. I saw a sea turtle today while I was swimming. I miss eating breakfast food at midnight with you. July 4, 2013 I stumbled across the video of you in the car singing Taylor Swift. I deleted it before it played all the way through but I have to admit it made me laugh. I can’t remember how your voice sounds saying my name. I broke down and called you. Thank you for not answering. August 4, 2013 I dropped my cigarette in my lap when you drove past me today. September 4, 2013 I went on a date. He thinks Bud Light is “quality beer”. It just isn’t going to work out. October 4, 2013 It doesn’t hurt anymore to say your name. November 4, 2013 Hope you’re doing well. December 12, 2013 Thank you for setting me free. March 4, 2014 It has been a year. I heard you moved to Baltimore. I don’t know what you’ve heard about me but I hope it’s that I’m happy. I hope you’ve heard from our friends that they often see me sitting in the sun, laughing with my hair in a braid, collecting seashells and running straight into the ocean with no fear.

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