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Say I’m weak, you don’t know me. Ugly, you can’t see me. Fake, you can’t judge me. Dumb, you can’t understand me. Lost, you don’t know my God
| When you can’t take anymore you’re just really starting. It’s not how much you can hold, rather how much you let hold you. Smile often, live free. |
It’s been a rough day. I feel like the southern end of a north bound mule. Everything has gone backwards but it’s days like this that fortify faith
| Make sure you like the taste of your words before they leave your mouth in the event that you might have to eat them later. |
| You can look at life through many eyes and glasses and see it from many points of view. But remember those that can’t see at all and help them first. |