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You Are Amazing
It happened once again. She saw that dream again, though not an actual dream but a terrible nightmare. She found herself at the same place, debilitating. Where nothing was visible, only darkness prevailing at everything. She was crying and screaming for help, but nobody came to rescue her.
She heard that people often help girls if they are in need of it, but nobody came for her. Why? Was it because she was not beautiful? Or maybe because she was not fair as a girl should be? She cried over and over again, wandering everywhere on the streets, reaching for myriads of people, asking them to help her, but nobody gave a damn about her. She was devastated, yet hoping that she would be alright like all the happy people used to be. Days had passed, but her situation was getting worse than before. Nothing good was happening to her.
Maybe because she was so irreparable that no solution seemed reasonable to her. But one fine day, she met a few people. People who suffered a lot in their life. Instead of lamentation, they were living their lives like a hero, believing they had won battles. Battles, that made them the great people they wanted to be. Those moments exchanged with them gave her hope to deal with her pain. With each passing day, she was becoming more powerful, both mentally and physically. A new believer, acknowledging that everything would be okay if only she learned how to fight like a warrior. Then one fine day, she saw herself standing in front of a door. A door she had never seen before. Never in any dream or in a nightmare. Surprisingly, she did not remember how she reached there. A door which was shining brighter than anything she had ever seen in her life. She was striding ahead to reach the doorknob. As she opened the door, it became impossible to see what was lying there. But suddenly the light was starting to get fainter, and then she finally saw that that light was coming from a mirror. A beautifully carved mirror that she once saw in an antique shop.
As soon as she touched it, that mirror evolved into HER. It was impossible to believe for the human eye, but that mirror started to speak. It said, “Beauty always resides in you. It does not matter whether you are rich or poor, dark or fair, tall or short. Remember that you are precious. What you have, nobody else has ever had. Be who you are. If you ever try to be like someone else, then you will lose the charm you have. People are depressing themselves with the things they can never have. It is better for you to be happy with what you have right now. If you cry for the things you never had, how will you enjoy and cherish the things to have? Life is a mixture of appreciating small moments that stay with us till we die. Live your life to the fullest, not just drag your days to death. You never know when death will take you. Work hard, have faith and achieve anything, and everything good in life.”
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Shireen
lost is a lovely place to find yourself
- micheal faudet
ink-stained fingers, crumpled sheets of unfinished poetry, withered roses, lipstick on the rim of a coffee cup, dark chocolate, forgotten gods, starless nights, red candles, bloody knees, ribbons in hair
I take advantage of this illusion
If it is so
I’ll take apart my delusions
That once buried me into where I lay
And now I sing everyday
so be it.
-s's.
you're so pretty, diamond you sit still and shine you don't know what's going wrong you never do most of the time
-s's.
“All my friends are heathens, take it slow.”
Ronan Lynch & Adam Parrish - The Raven Cycle by Maggie Stiefvater
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my painting plans for acrylic class! we have to make a god/goddess and i’m doing kindof a modern take on Isis i think
sometimes i make a collage and then start working. it’s really inspiring to find pictures and you have good references for everything all in one place
Maxie truly believes that he is unable to be forgiven for his villainous acts, and sees no way to start over. But then Tabitha speaks up to remind everyone - if a person is truly sorry and is willing to change themselves for the better, they are always deserving of forgiveness and a chance to start over. And although we can’t change the past, we have the ability to choose what to do with the future.
This speech from him had me in tears. I think this is one of the most important lessons Pokemon has included in their games, and it makes me so happy that they included it for Maxie (and Archie in Alpha Sapphire as well). It’s absolutely my favourite part of this game. ♥