I am so sorry to all the people I hurt while I was hurting.

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Geometric Dichroic Glass Installations by Chris Wood

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Roxy like a puma

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Before you can live a part of you has to die. You have to let go of what could have been, how you should have acted and what you wish you would have said differently. You have to accept that you can’t change the past experiences, opinions of others at that moment in time or outcomes from their choices or yours. When you finally recognize that truth then you will understand the true meaning of forgiveness of yourself and others. From this point you will finally be free.

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drawing is fun until you realize how much better other people are at it than u

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Sleep doesn’t relieve my exhaustion anymore.

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Hell is
loving you in my sleep
and waking up alone.

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Of course, you never really forget anyone, but you certainly release them. You stop allowing their history to have any meaning for you today. You let them change their haircut, let them move, let them fall in love again. And when you see this person you have let go, you realize that there is no reason to be sad. The person you knew exists somewhere, but you are separated by too much time to reach them again.

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It was his hat, Mr. Krabs

He was #1

bye

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