#innerstrength
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every chapter made me someone i didn’t know i’d need
there are days when i look back at my life and it feels like holding a stack of old, dog-eared pages — some soft around the edges, some ripped straight down the middle, some stained with tears i never admitted were mine. and sometimes, if i’m honest, i wish i could rewrite a few of…
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when two bitter people link together
“bitterness can link two people in a heartbeat, stitching their wounds together like matching scars. but a bond built on resentment is a fragile thing — loud at first, then hollow, then gone. only truth has the steadiness to hold, only honesty has the spine to last, and only light can keep anything standing after…
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love deserves to be shown, not just spoken
there’s an ache that comes from hearing the words “i love you” without feeling their weight. sometimes love sounds perfect in theory—soft, reassuring, familiar—but words, when left unaccompanied, begin to lose their strength. they echo instead of embrace. they become whispers instead of warmth. love isn’t meant to stay trapped in sentences; it’s meant to…
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seeing myself through shifting glass
body dysmorphia is a quiet thief. it slips into the room without a sound, bending the light around every mirror until nothing looks the way it should. it does not announce itself with sirens. it waits in the reflection of a storefront window, in the accidental photo someone tags you in, in the pause between…


