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You must give up the life you planned in order to have the life that is waiting for you

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One day you’re gonna want her. That girl that knew she wasn’t perfect, but tried to be for you. That girl who wanted nothing more than to be there for you, and loving you was the only way she could. The girl who sees your flaws, but values them as much as your strengths. That girl who still can’t bring herself to hate you, even though sometimes you probably deserve it. The girl that should have you, but doesn’t.
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Sometimes you have to be strong for yourself. You have to know that you’re a good person and a good friend. What’s meant to be will end up good and what’s not - won’t. Love is worth fighting for, but sometimes you can’t be the only one fighting. At times, people need to fight for you. If they don’t, you just have to move on and realize what you gave them was more than they were willing to give you. Hopefully, people realize great things when they come around and not lose something real. Always fight, until you can’t anymore, and then be fought for.
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I feel like I’ve gotten a lot smarter since I’ve met you. Not necessarily within my brain but my heart. I learned a lot from you, I don’t fall for boys as easy anymore. I don’t believe all the things they say to me with such ease. I’ve learned not to take them serious. I guess this is a good and bad thing but I want to thank you. Thank you for teaching me not to put up with and believe bullshit.
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Of course I’ll hurt you. Of course you’ll hurt me. Of course we will hurt each other. But this is the very condition of existence. To become spring, means accepting the risk of winter. To become presence, means accepting the risk of absence.
Antoine de Saint-Exupery (via liberatingreality)

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The day I met my Savior was the day I died. Everything I once thought was just a myth to scare away reality. Everything I thought brought happiness led me only to despair. Self-pity was of no solace any more. Whatever I was, was slain. My body turned too decaying flesh, stripped off and buried with the dead.

My life didn’t have a chance to flash before my eyes. When I met Him beneath a broken heart, everything I was disappeared into nothingness. With a whispered plea for the torturous darkness to end, my pain was sucked into a black hole, ripped to shreds, and sent to hell with all the other misery that I had submerged myself in. I was overcome with something I never knew before. Peace.

He snatched my wickedness and drowned it in the blood pouring from his wrists. He took back what was stolen from Him. He took my darkened soul and He turned on the lights. He touched my dirtied hands and feet and shined through my fingertips, my toes, my eyes, with rays so brilliant they were blinding. He clothed the nakedness, comforted my vulnerability, accepted the awry innocence. He submersed me in a river and the more intense His love became, the more ecstasy I experienced. I convulsed, I cried, I burned, I smiled, I laughed with an unspeakable joy.

My first heart beat after I died was like an infant’s first breath. Air finally being released after a lifetime of screaming, crying, begging for the horror to end. A fire roared so violently; the desire, the passion, the new life of pleasure I was awakened too was overwhelming.

The day I met my Savior was the day I died. It was the day when I truly lived for the first time.

in dying we live - christina (via heldinhishands)

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If you hear a song that makes you cry and you don’t want to cry anymore, you don’t listen to that song anymore.
But you can’t get away from yourself. You can’t decide not to see yourself anymore. You can’t decide to turn off the noise in your head.
 Jay Asher (via purplebuddhaproject)