Everything is a self-portrait. A diary. Your whole drug history’s in a strand of your hair. Your fingernails. The forensic details. The lining of your stomach is a document. The calluses on your hand tell all your secrets. Your teeth give you away. Your accent. The wrinkles around your mouth and eyes. Everything you do shows your hand.
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| — | Chuck Palahniuk, Diary (via skeletales) |
I know times are hard. But through strength you find other things that make you stronger, wiser, better.
You learn to stand on your own two feet & find your own identidy. You learn that’s it’s not what terrible you have done, but also what you have to show to leave behind in this world.
Forgive others, for your hands aren’t always clean. Learn to swallow your pride, and treat others the way you would like to be treated.
Trust and hope that whatever may happen, happen for a reason. Having regrets are weak, in the sense that everything up until this day has made you who are you.
Nothing lasts forever, so when you’re happy- smile, when you’re sad-cry, and when you miss someone-tell them. And there will be no regrets in knowing that whatever in life you do/have done you do it all with 100% heart <3
