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How will I ever learn to love myself when the people who are supposed to love me unconditionally don’t love me all?

I can no longer tell it it’s pride or indifference that’s preventing us from getting back to way things used to be.

Thinking about how fragile life is, and yet we keep planning the future. It’s strange how we need assurances for everything but this.

Courage doesn’t roar. Courage is that small voice at the end of the day that says “I’ll try again tomorrow”.

Just when you thought you were sure of what you want, you meet somebody else out of the blue. You know it’s not what you want, but you keep getting pulled towards it. It is one of the illusions of mind, which essentially clear up with time.

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-K.S.

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