I want you to know that I miss you and I wonder how you’re doing.
Why is it so hard to move on from people who have wronged us?
May your wings spread wide
And your souls reach the sky.
I know how hard it is to move on and to keep moving forward every single day. I know how hard you’re trying. And even on the days that you’re not trying, I’m still proud of you. Because sometimes, simply getting up and fighting the whirlwind of thoughts inside your head is an accomplishment on its own.
Everything is temporary.
You are alone. No. We’re not alone at all. In fact, we’re more together than ever. We’re all the dreamers and the believers, the skeptics and the martyrs.
Have you ever been told that you aren’t good enough? Have you ever been called nasty names simply because of your race, weight, or religion?
Take risks. But make sure you play it safe.