June 1st, 2015

Sometimes, waiting is the hardest part.

Watching the world go on around you is even harder.

It’s a long road upwards with no straight paths. 

The familiar becomes foreign as your heart pounds faster and faster. 

Accepting that you’re broken might get easier in time; to see yourself as beautiful, despite overwhelming flaws both inside and out. 

Don’t let the hope die; in the end, all your suffering will have meaning, and you will give birth to a whole new life. 

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