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Life & Stuff, My Teenage Struggle, Random

This is not who she wanted to be.

Her tears silently crash to the floor she is unable to escape from her drained and damaged soul, she wonders how much of it all she can take, going through the darkness as her heart consistently breaks. She doesn't see the reason for the pain she must endure, angry at herself and at the world… Continue reading This is not who she wanted to be.

Advice, My Teenage Struggle

Why do we compare ourselves?

 Why do we compare ourselves to others? Why are we guilty of envy as we don't have something that someone else has? Why do we put ourselves down because we think we are not as beautiful or smart as someone? Why do we do this to ourselves? Now I won't lie to you. I compare… Continue reading Why do we compare ourselves?