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PRISONERS OF FEAR (LOVE)

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“There is no greater hell than to be a prisoner of fear” Ben Johnson Me: what is your biggest fear? Her: Love Me: Love? Her: To love and leave this world without the faintest idea of what it means to be loved back Me:   why do you even think that? Her: … Me: … Her: my heart is broken in ways I can’t even describe... all I have left are pieces, shards of me I hold onto dearly, too sharp for me to put back together on my own... I still live for the day someone will preserve them, will hold what is left of me and make me whole again. But deep down I fear that day will never come, I am broken in ways that will require a still-beating heart to restore… cause mine is long gone… But in this self absorbed world, I’m just a fool waiting… “Too much darkness will destroy you but too much light will blind you... For now I prefer to find solace in the shade”     Prisoners To Fear She had the purest of hearts, love that was showered on her when she was young…but as

Blog Appreciation... thousand views!!!

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Hey guys, hope y’all are doing great and taking it one day at a time. Issa rollercoaster life so cherish the high highs and endure the low lows… “No condition is permanent” Anyways I just want to apologize for the blog drought (sad face) yeah I know, I too have missed blogging... It is not easy balancing everything I have going on… But I will try to be more consistent… but regardless, I see yall checking the blog everyday and  i appreciate every single view. It keeps me inspired especially if someone learns something or relates with a post. I mean over a thousand views!!! with my blog drought… that’s just awesome. I have so many posts coming up; domestic violence, dysfunctional family, betrayal etc… and if there is a particular topic you want me to write on,   suggestions or how often you want a post… feel free to tell me in the comments or send an email to foreversolace05@gmail.com or use the email add at the header. There will be future blog collabs and other interesti

Self love

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I am darkness and I am shame, just as I am proud, as much a rose as I am a thorn- a black rose, but a Rose nonetheless” Sarah Doughty A Self Love Journey ‘The lesson that must be experienced to be learned’ I wouldn’t be who I am today without it…all of it…the horrific and the beautiful. I am ME, the sum of all I have experienced… this is not a pity party so don’t get it twisted I hated myself We are all born different… I know I was...your ordinary girl? No I was not; I was a little chubby (who am I kidding, I was called fat), I had an ‘okay’ body, not your usual cheerful kid; I loved to be alone, snobbish, hated bright colors…let’s just say I was weird and not what society considered as ‘normal’. Though you can say I was beautiful… but what is beauty if you feel insecure inside? My peers were all cheerful; they could socialize with people, always bright and at the fore front of everything… But I always hid at the back of class, at the back of the line, locked up in a room