People Say I’m Beautiful
People say I’m beautiful. I don’t believe it. I say people are beautiful. They don’t believe it. I guess we all just don’t see it.
People say I’m beautiful. I don’t believe it. I say people are beautiful. They don’t believe it. I guess we all just don’t see it.
Controlling unwanted thoughts is not the problem. Believing, trusting, or taking direction from them is.
“The person who broke you can’t be the one to fix you. Remember that.”
We aren’t who we want to be. We are what society demands. We are what our parents choose.
There is nothing worse than this that you can do, that you are capable of: reducing a being to a thing. And that’s what possession is.