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ā€œIt was the best of slays, it was the worst of flops.ā€ — Charles Dickens
Nov 20, 2024

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i know its mind blowing. but we need to accept the complexities of life. you can not think in a binary yes or no black and white fashion. you will never find perfection, things can be super awesome and also suck a bit. someone can make you insanely happy and also sad. you can hurt someone and they can hurt you too. when you learn to sit in the discomfort of the inbetween you can actually look at the issues that surround you and all their layers and nuances and perhaps.. even begin to work through them. sometimes you're over something yet it stings u every day. many contradictory things can be true at once!!!
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life isn’t about balance it shifts between lows and highs, both important, neither to be ignored but i don’t feel most at peace when i am in the middle of the two, perfectly balanced i am at peace when i accept i am where i am i exist as a teetering scale constantly shifting never resting never falling apart (i am tired of crashing out)
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"But I live in my own light, I drink back into myself the flames that break from me." nietzsche watching the swirling pond funnel into an abyss and then fill back up again. Eternal act of failure and birth. Go easy on yourself. Its Wednesday just fucking chill.
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