"younger self"

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i feel sorry for my younger self. i feel sorry for the version of me that was chasing after the approval of others in order to feel complete.

it hurts when you can no longer remember who you are and your identity is a lie created to comfort the hole inside of your heart.

her smile is made up of so much strength. she has lived through hell but still has the courage to believe in better days. she has seen the darkness that covers the world but still adores those precious moments that remind her how much good exists behind the hurt.

she doesn't see how capable she is. she doesn't realize how much beauty her light can build. i wish i could tell her how wonderful she is.

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