fear

  • Why?

    If time were currency you would spend less on the bullshit. You would. You would stop handing entire afternoons to people you don’t even like. You would quit spending Tuesday arguing with strangers who will be forgotten by Thursday. You wouldn’t donate perfectly good years to jobs that make you miserable, relationships that already died,…

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  • Walking through this life with your head held high among the damaged and the wrecked, it’s easy to lose sight of what is right, of what is truly meant for you. The world is heavy with souls who bear their wounds like chains, afraid to heal, afraid to step forward into a new life with…

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