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User Image ajourneywithineverystep Posted: Nov 18, 2017 2:45 PM (UTC)
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Close your eyes. How do you see your Life in one year? 5? 10? Utilize visualization to see it into reality! One of the most powerful things you can do for yourself is become what you see by seeing what you can become.
User Image imagoizmir Posted: Nov 18, 2017 2:43 PM (UTC)
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Hayatınızı, ileride pişmanlık hissedecek biçimde değil, kendinizle gurur duyacak şekilde yaşayın. Herkese güzel bir hafta sonu diliyoruz.
User Image plebwrites Posted: Nov 18, 2017 2:45 PM (UTC)
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The worst thing about having a conversation
With multiple people at once
Is probably 
when they’re all versions
of just one person
Screaming multiple times
Inside of your head.

Only, they aren’t much of a conjecture.

Auditory hallucinations.

I’ve been told my mind is sick.
I just need to feed it some pills
To correct the chemical that’s acting out.

If I’d be mapped on a spectrum,
I’d fall slightly out of the normalcy range
I’m not 
just ‘different’
I’m almost normal,
Just a red Santa strolling naked
On an autumn morning

It’s just my mind is not supposed to
have conversations with multiple versions
of itself.

Meet M.
She’s a pilot.
She says she’s studied about
wind currents
She wants me to jump off from my terrace
at 3 am
She believes that 
that hide in fear
inside of my sacrum.

I find myself on terraces pretty often
But when I’m about to jump
She disappears.

I don’t think I have the courage
To jump without her.
Suzy has a cat
They are both lonely
So I brought home
2 of my own
To give them company.

We all cry together on sad nights

Jack doesn’t believe in love
Yet he inscribes the number of times
He thinks of her
Using knives
On my wrists.

Ram believes he killed his mother
So he never lets me pick up the phone
And talk to mine.

He’s afraid he’s going to turn her brown skin purple.

Some days, he does it when I’m not looking.
Some days, I can only hear my mother cry.

Sharon is afraid
Loud voices make her anxious
She only talks to me
Once the boy I’m holding
in my arms
Decides to leave.

She tells me
He won’t return
He can’t
It won’t be fair to him
He’s not in a relationship with just me
There are too many of me
Of us
We are
I can’t let her go
I can’t leave
She loves him too
She loves me
She’s alone
She’s hurt
He used to hit her too hard
He only visited at nights
Left her little reminders
Punches that welcomes
The left side of her right face
The insides of her thighs
Still reek of him
Long after he moved away
She found others
Who hoisted themselves
Inside of her
She wasn’t ready
She wasn’t ready
User Image pink_._._lemonade Posted: Nov 18, 2017 2:46 PM (UTC)
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Time to cleanse, purge, meditate, focus, forgive, move forward and begin again.🌒🌙🌒
User Image kate.trinh Posted: Nov 18, 2017 2:46 PM (UTC)
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Time doesn’t heal wounds. Time doesn’t change things. What time does is giving us, you know, time. Time to look back at the past and reflect. Time to forgive people and also, ourselves. Time to muster up our courage and stand up on our feet. Time to make things right again.
— darkbluehour
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