The Strength In Our Scars
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It is all I have lost
that has set me free
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Goodbye isn’t as simple as many make it seem; goodbye isn’t really goodbye, not for someone who still cares. Not for the person left in the aftermath of a hurricane they once loved.
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"..because there is nothing stronger than someone who continues to stay soft in a world that hasn't always been kind to them..."
The Strength In Our Scars
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Yalnız ol. Yalnız ye, randevulara çık, yalnız uyu.
Bunun ortasında kendiniz hakkında bilgi edineceksiniz. Büyüyeceksin, sana neyin ilham verdiğini öğreneceksin.
Kendi hayallerinizi, kendi inançlarınızı, kendi çarpıcı netliğinizi geliştireceksiniz.
Hücrelerinizi dans ettiren doğru kişiyle karşılaştığınızda bundan emin olacaksınız çünkü kendinizden eminsiniz.
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Eski sen, her zaman yaralar.
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Ruhunu karanlıktan çıkardın, burada olmak için savaştın; seni gömene geri dönme.
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"Yaralarımızdaki Güç"
"Sevilmedim" diye asla üzülmeyin.
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Seni sevmemiş olabilirler ama seni değiştirdiler. Sana öğrettiler. Seni büyüttüler.
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Anlam Bilgisi :
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Ruhunu karanlıktan çıkardın, burada olmak için savaştın; seni gömene geri dönme.
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"Yaralarımızdaki Güç"
One day you’re going to look in the mirror and you’re not going to recognize the person looking back at you, because you changed. You changed, and that is the single greatest reality of moving forward; that is the incredible outcome of surviving the hardest parts of your journey.
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nothing is more beautiful than loving someone who loves you back.
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Love is your childhood home. Your favourite part on the couch, the same chair at the kitchen table. Love is your worn-in sweater, the way it smells after you hang it to dry in the garden. Love is the creak in the stairs, the hook in the entryway you always hang your coat on. But leaving makes a mess of it all; it rearranges things. Suddenly, the couch is different, and your favourite chair is broken. Your worn-in sweater is torn, and the clothing lines in the backyard have been blown down by wind. Suddenly, the stairs are quiet in the night, the hook is on the other side of the room. Healing forces you to move. Forces you to buy a different couch, forces you to replace the chair. Healing stitches together your worn-in sweater, patches it with new fabric, pieces of another story. Healing forces you to embrace the silence in the steps, the fact that you have to hang your coat in a different place from now on. Healing forces you to change, to leave behind the familiar. Healing forces you to rebuild.
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Lose yourself in books, in art, in the haze of new horizons. Lose yourself in curiosity, in knowledge, in passion. Lose yourself in feeling it all; lose yourself in the world, in the stories and the lessons it has to teach you
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The people who break you are not the ones who are going to put you back together.
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we speak the years from our minds, and say, “if it was meant to happen, it would have.” But we are wrong, because fate does not exist; only effort does. and that is where we fail each other. Because if it was meant to happen, we would have made it happen.
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