After making the same mistakes for a considerable amount of time, I think some life facts finally managed to “click with me,” especially regarding friendships. Let’s hope for everyone’s sake that this short list of wisdom will stick! Sure, the advice might not be original, but it’s good to remind yourself of such wise words. Hopefully… 😉
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Numerous times I saw innocent strangers, looked at them, and felt this nostalgia. It’s true that at first such sentences appear nonsensible, but somehow they’re perfectly placed together; hear me out! Stereotypes come from somewhere.
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Regret is obviously an inevitable part of life. The “what ifs” alongside the lasting effects of some decisions can haunt our minds. Films with time travel in their plots often show the main characters making different choices in order to “clean up” their timelines.
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Apparently the flowers are supposed to make a comeback since it is that time of the year again. My mind was too distracted to even care.
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A bitter taste is left when the pill dissolves. Those who decide to take it must swallow it raw. Do not wonder for too long before taking the black pill because its effects are not necessarily permanent. Loss comes the quickest. The trees, the meadows, the city streets all lose their beauty. Suffering is the most authentic aspect of existence.
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Soulmates appear throughout life in various forms. An urge to confirm that random, chaotic events happen because of a greater plan is often comforting. More likely than not, you also heard of the idea that you might be some influential side character, or NPC (non-player character) in someone else’s story that helps with their character development. Who are real-life soulmates and how can we recognize them?
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She, the wise old woman stares
at a former city with nightmares
left. Will good times ever return?
Or will this city forever burn?
She sees light of hope left
as armored ones fight with theft. Continue reading “Degraded Humility (Poem)”
Cathartic Tendencies 