Vballchic77
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*Phone
rings*
Me: Should I pick it up?
Me: It's probably just a commercial ad.
Me: But what if it's different this time?
Me: What if it's actually an emergency?
Me: What if someone is dying and there life depends on me?
Me: *Runs to picks up phone*
Me: Hello?
Phone: Hello this is Verizon Wireless and—
Me: ...
*Two hours later*
Me: Should I pick it up?
Me: It's probably just a commercial ad.
Me: But what if it's different this time?
Me: What if it's actually an emergency?
Me: What if someone is dying and there life depends on me?
Me: *Runs to picks up phone*
Me: Hello?
Phone: Hello this is Verizon Wireless and—
Me: ...
*Two hours later*
Mom: Who threw the phone
out the window?
If you can't see anything
beautiful about yourself, get a better mirror.
Look a little closer.
Stare a little longer.
Because there's something inside you that made you keep trying, despite everyone who told you to quit.
You built a cast around your broken heart and you signed it yourself.
You signed it, "they were wrong."
Because maybe you didn't belong to a group or a clique.
Maybe they decided to pick you last for basketball or everything.
Maybe you used to bring bruises and broken teeth to show and tell, but never told.
Because how can you hold your ground if everyone around you wants to bury you beneath it?
You have to believe that they were wrong.
They have to be wrong.
Why else would we still be here?
~To This Day
Look a little closer.
Stare a little longer.
Because there's something inside you that made you keep trying, despite everyone who told you to quit.
You built a cast around your broken heart and you signed it yourself.
You signed it, "they were wrong."
Because maybe you didn't belong to a group or a clique.
Maybe they decided to pick you last for basketball or everything.
Maybe you used to bring bruises and broken teeth to show and tell, but never told.
Because how can you hold your ground if everyone around you wants to bury you beneath it?
You have to believe that they were wrong.
They have to be wrong.
Why else would we still be here?
~To This Day
Praying for those in
the Boston
Bombings
Praying for those in Iraq where 20 bombs were set off.
Praying for the 29 children that were killed in Somalia because of a bomb set off.
Praying for the thousands of innocent victims of the U.S. drones in Pakistan, Afghanistan, Yemen, Somalia.
Praying for this whole world.
Because every life matters, and because they are all equally as important.
Praying for those in Iraq where 20 bombs were set off.
Praying for the 29 children that were killed in Somalia because of a bomb set off.
Praying for the thousands of innocent victims of the U.S. drones in Pakistan, Afghanistan, Yemen, Somalia.
Praying for this whole world.
Because every life matters, and because they are all equally as important.
So much to say, but no words
spoken.
No words spoken, but so many feelings.
So many feelings, but no actions.
No actions, but so much tention.
So much tention, but no release.
No relase, yet so much holding back.
So much holding back, but no closure.
No closure, but all is done.
All is done, but nothing resolved.
Nothing is resolved, but yet there's conflict.
The conflict is everywhere.
Everywhere you go it's there.
I don't think it will ever go away.
No matter how hard I want it to.
It's always there.
Always.
No words spoken, but so many feelings.
So many feelings, but no actions.
No actions, but so much tention.
So much tention, but no release.
No relase, yet so much holding back.
So much holding back, but no closure.
No closure, but all is done.
All is done, but nothing resolved.
Nothing is resolved, but yet there's conflict.
The conflict is everywhere.
Everywhere you go it's there.
I don't think it will ever go away.
No matter how hard I want it to.
It's always there.
Always.
It's okay to not be okay.
♥
♥
People cry, not because they are weak..... it's because they
have been strong for too long.
You only live once... but if you do it right once is enough!