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 Posted: Mon Aug 25, 2014 12:18 am
....It hurts to be alone... to be afraid of what others will think of you.... Sometimes the world isn't always clear... it's foggy, dreary, or just plain scary. Maybe. Just maybe I'll find that perfect someone to call my own.
To fill that void. That chasm. That deep, dark place.
Is it called doubt? I'm not sure. Is it called hope? Maybe.
To find a purpose is to find something worth dreaming about. At night, while everyone dreams, don't just wish upon that distant, falling star. Be it. Be that falling star. But, instead of falling, shine. Shine so that others can see you. Shine not just because you can. Shine so others can make a wish even if they, themselves are falling. If we, ourselves take this light for granted, who will catch us when we fall?
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Posted: Mon Aug 25, 2014 12:15 pm
23Sakkakudaka42 ....It hurts to be alone... to be afraid of what others will think of you.... Sometimes the world isn't always clear... it's foggy, dreary, or just plain scary. Maybe. Just maybe I'll find that perfect someone to call my own.
To fill that void. That chasm. That deep, dark place.
Is it called doubt? I'm not sure. Is it called hope? Maybe.
To find a purpose is to find something worth dreaming about. At night, while everyone dreams, don't just wish upon that distant, falling star. Be it. Be that falling star. But, instead of falling, shine. Shine so that others can see you. Shine not just because you can. Shine so others can make a wish even if they, themselves are falling. If we, ourselves take this light for granted, who will catch us when we fall? That was beautiful...And soo very true... heart
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Posted: Mon Aug 25, 2014 1:29 pm
PrincessCarmen13 23Sakkakudaka42 ....It hurts to be alone... to be afraid of what others will think of you.... Sometimes the world isn't always clear... it's foggy, dreary, or just plain scary. Maybe. Just maybe I'll find that perfect someone to call my own.
To fill that void. That chasm. That deep, dark place.
Is it called doubt? I'm not sure. Is it called hope? Maybe.
To find a purpose is to find something worth dreaming about. At night, while everyone dreams, don't just wish upon that distant, falling star. Be it. Be that falling star. But, instead of falling, shine. Shine so that others can see you. Shine not just because you can. Shine so others can make a wish even if they, themselves are falling. If we, ourselves take this light for granted, who will catch us when we fall? That was beautiful...And soo very true... heart Thank you very much! emotion_bigheart
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