it's crazy how pain pushes you to get out of your comfort zone & makes you the person that you are. you grow up, you change, you lose the ability to tolerate so many things but you also gain the ability to ignore petty things & things that don't need reaction. bittersweet uknow

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most days, i'm convinced that i won't amount to much, most days, i believe that i will never be enough. most days, i reckon that i must be invisible, never fully seen, a ghost inside my own body. most days, i can't stand being alone with my thoughts again while my heart pounds in my chest at three am. most days, i pull away from the ones i love because i'm afraid that i'll be a disappointment to them. most days, i am afraid that you will leave like all the rest and shatter me into a million pieces on the floor. most days, i want to be anybody else but myself. most days, i lose sight of who i am and what i want.

Its very memorable...