There are people - souls, people - things, there are people - pain, and there is balm, there are those who applaud the abyss, and those who carry a temple in their hearts.
There are people who are needed like the sun and unforgivable like sin, there is a close one who is further than a stranger, and there is a stranger who is closest of all.
There are people who are proud as the wind and indifferent as a knife, there are those whom you can barely tolerate and those whom you wait for years.

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As you grow older you realize your best friend is your MOM, no matter how much you argue, fight, make up. She will never leave you and is the one doing life with you forever.♡

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Marrying someone good is one thing. But marrying into a good family is another level of blessing. I pray you all get both!♡

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Be very patient with yourself. You might feel like you’re missing out & want to rush things which can hinder your creativity. Trust your timing. Take a moment to get clear about your vision & take it one day at a time. You’ll look back & be grateful for it all.

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Happiness is not something that awaits us in the future when we achieve all our goals.

It is already here and now, in every moment of our lives. If we learn to appreciate and enjoy this moment, we can find true happiness and harmony with ourselves and the world around us.

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Happiness is not waiting for you around the corner, it is always next to you

Don't wait for happiness to knock on your door, because it's already here. You may be used to thinking that happiness depends on external factors - your success, recognition and love from others. But true happiness lies in how you organize your life from day to day. By changing your daily habits, you can become happier.

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All my life ran in front of me, like a lonely child who has been cast away, it ran, rolled, and stumbled, fell, crawled, and rose. I couldn't do anything - but watch, Like a kid who gazes at the river's depth, The same one he drinks from, Yet the same one that he will drown in, awfully happy and awfully alone.

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Stop worrying about what other people think of you and focus on yourself instead.
Focus on what makes you happy; focus on what makes your soul feel at peace. You are your biggest commitment, so start loving your flaws, your awkwardness, your weirdness, your intensity, and your vulnerability. Life becomes so much more fulfilling when you are simply yourself. The world keeps spinning whether people understand you or not, so why not make this next trip around the sun about you?

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I didn't know that childhood could shape everything. That the way I was spoken to, the love I didn't feel, the silence I learned to live with would echo into the person I became. I thought I was just a kid.
That one day, those memories would fade. That the hard parts would stay in the past. But they didn't. They followed me. Turned into patterns I didn't recognize, wounds I couldn't name, and a kind of heaviness that shows up in all the quiet places. Why didn't anyone tell me that I'd have to heal from things I never chose? That I'd grow up carrying weight I didn't even ask to hold?

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We learn to come home in silence, put the keys down slow, just as we learn to breathe and learn to hope.
We learn to stare at walls, ceilings, and doors, but never at the inside of our very own soul. We learn to wait, and wait, and wait, but never reach. So if you had learn something tonight, or to hold it in for a certain someday -
be it to learn to speak,speak until your throat aches and your soul doesn't, speak until your mouth dries and your heart pours, speak until someone hears and someone sees, for in this world of ours the greatest pain is not to die unloved, but to die unheard.
So let your voice be the echo, until it becomes a song of hope.

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We wake up every morning assuming there will be another. We make plans for next year as if it's guaranteed. We push our dreams into the future, believing there will always be time. But one day, you won't wake up. One day, you will have put off your dreams for the last time. You will have told yourself "next year" one too many times. And there won't be a next year.
What are you waiting for?
The promotion? The savings account to hit a certain number? Some mystical moment when everything finally feels safe? Here's the truth: It will never feel safe. You will never feel ready. But life doesn't wait. It moves with or without you. So go. Book the flight. Quit the job. Write the book. Fall in love. Watch the sunrise from the top of a mountain. Because at 2 a.m., when the world is quiet, the only thing worse than failing is realizing you never even tried

ɪɴ ᴍʏ ғᴇᴇʟɪɴɢs™ ✨🛒

There will come a day where all my youthful hopes and all my restless dreams of grandeur and fame, of stardom and pain - shall all come true. Call me the outcast, the dreamer, the mad one and the fool. Cackle and laugh all you want, but I'd rather dream with my eyes open, than dream in the dead of night. For there will come a day, when all this ache will bleed into sense, when all these dreams won't die in laments. I will bask in glorious folly, I will drown in maddening fame, I will die like all the great ones do, And only then shall I have succeeded even in death - to finally get to live forever, and die too soon.

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There comes an age,
At some strange point in time, When your father sighs and sits In odd silence as he stares somewhere - Some place only he sees and knows.
But suddenly, it tears the still, quiet air - With tall tales you've never heard,
Stories you never knew, and heartaches he never told.
Then you realize
That the hatred you carried
Was something he once carried too.
Like father, like son, they say,
But as his knees crack and he walks away, You come to realize -
Your father smiles and laughs just like you.
Like father, like son, they say,
As the sun sets and you stare at some place only you know,
You come to realize -
Your father cries and weeps just like you.
And that he isn't the monster you thought he was, But a man -
Scarred and standing, Scared yet breathing,
Just like you, too.

ɪɴ ᴍʏ ғᴇᴇʟɪɴɢs™ ✨🛒

The world taught me how to bleed without a sound, and without a need. How to lose and never flinch. How to smile with a jaw that wouldn't budge. It handed down a silence - so dense, that I mistook it for strength. And I wore it well, until it wore me thin. Now I'm unlearning what they called man, so that my son can breathe without holding his breath. So that my son can live, without living, a living death.

ɪɴ ᴍʏ ғᴇᴇʟɪɴɢs™ ✨🛒

There will come a day where all my youthful hopes and all my restless dreams of grandeur and fame, of stardom and pain - shall all come true. Call me the outcast, the dreamer, the mad one and the fool.
Cackle and laugh all you want, but I'd rather dream with my eyes open, than dream in the dead of night. For there will come a day, when all this ache will bleed into sense, when all these dreams won't die in laments. I will bask in glorious folly, I will drown in maddening fame, I will die like all the great ones do, And only then shall I have succeeded even in death - to finally get to live forever, and die too soon.

ɪɴ ᴍʏ ғᴇᴇʟɪɴɢs™ ✨🛒

Living is an illness, and the remedy is of your choosing. Some men to drown themselves, In alcohol and cigarettes - Fleeting attempts to forget. The unending failures of regret. Some rise, Some fall, Some fly, Some crawl, And yet Each and every one of us Bask in the same cycle of sickness. Fighting for a reason to live, Searching for a reason to breathe.

ɪɴ ᴍʏ ғᴇᴇʟɪɴɢs™ ✨🛒

We must enjoy our successes and appreciate them

In order to not consider your success by chance, it is important to look back, analyze your achievements and victories, recall the possibilities realized thanks to your own efforts. It is necessary to integrate this experience in your "I". Praise yourself for everything that you did during the day, a week or a month. Then we will understand that we are capable of a lot without “accidents”.

ɪɴ ᴍʏ ғᴇᴇʟɪɴɢs™ ✨🛒

There will always be people who laugh at your discipline. Who mock your silence. Who don't see the vision God gave you...
But quiet faith and hard work?That's where legacy is built. While they wasted time, you planted seeds. And when harvest comes, they'll wonder how you made it. But you'll know — it was never luck. It was obedience. It was God.
"All hard work brings a profit, but mere talk leads only to poverty."

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