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By: Anonymous
Date: 2023-08-20T00:33:25.752403Z
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Date: 2023-08-20T00:33:25.752403Z
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Date: 2023-08-20T05:18:27.693508Z
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Date: 2023-08-20T04:10:05.371971Z
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Date: 2023-08-18T19:56:45.087879Z
Thats a big question to answer bc our view for ourselves doesn't match with others. Either is better or worse. I believe that if you know yourself then u can do or don't whats right or wrong. I was always proud of myself even for my mistakes or decisions that either was for my future or my personal matters. I am an introvert Sagittarius even at 37 i have those moments but I'm there whenever u need me, I'm your crying shoulder I'm ready to kill fory family and my loved ones. I will hear you i will tell you my opinion but the choise is yours. So I'm proud of me and myself bc i haven't let anything to change me. I'll always be Evi !!!! P.s DON'T ALLOW ANYONE AND ANYTHING TO CHANGE U
Date: 2023-08-21T02:53:05.978963Z
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Date: 2023-08-19T04:35:33.801881Z
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Date: 2023-08-19T01:59:25.234510Z
When I achieve my goals that I have set out for myself and by others like my mentor who knows how to push me and allows me to make mistakes but is there when I need his advice. Me knowing that people who have said or even thought that I wasnt worth the time or energy to believe in are always proven wrong when I achieve my goals and they are still where they are at blamming everyone but themselves where they are. I have been around people who blame their life on the government not protecting them and giving others handouts but them when it's really about their choices in life of what they achive and don't achive. Everytime I achieve something I brag about it to myself everyday that "Hey I achieve that goal which I thought was so hard but really it was super easy so what's my next goal going to be and is it going to teach me a new skill or something new about myself that I just happen to wake up inside of me." That is how great people over come their problems and allow to improve themselves everyday. I also learn from not achieving goals that I need to find a different route to it because route a didn't work out for me but maybe route b will. Even if I fail from achieving the goal I know I try my hardest and I will be better next time I set that same goal. I also enjoy seeing the looks of my haters when they know that I'm achieving my goals and they arent because of their choices. It's all about believing in yourself and not listening to what others say about you that will make you succeed or fail. If you get the haters in your head with their negativity then they win but if you have them in your head as positive thoughts like "You wont make a million dollars in a year" instead you say "I wont make a million dollars in a year instead I will make a million dollars in 6 months." Then you have won the battle no matter what the out come is. Stay positive and use negative as the fuel for you to make your goals and so how much you have grown as a person.
Date: 2019-08-09T18:41:33.393101Z
I’ve left the monotony of cube life for a couple of days and switched it up for... living out of a suitcase life. Every year I try to take a trip or two to go see other parts of the world, and this year it’s Switzerland! I came to Geneva with my mom and sister to visit some friends and explore a bit. So we’ve been road tripping around Switzerland going sightseeing to different towns, trying different foods and drinks and experiencing everyday life in other corners of the world. Although I’ve enjoyed seeing all these beautiful places my favorite part has been just hanging out with our friends. Having glasses of wine over dinner and... coexisting, being present in these moments. Laughing and sharing stories while coming up with new plans for the next few days. I gotta say that traveling to countries where I don’t understand the language much is frustrating and humbling. I’m so used to being this independent person at home that having to depend on someone to be able to communicate my thoughts has not been fun. It made me consider how my parents moved to the states when they were younger without understanding English. I talked to my mom and told her how much I appreciated what they did because it’s been a rough experience for me. It made me think of immigrants all over the world that leave their homes in hopes of something better out there, who aren’t always welcomed or are made fun of for being different. I wish we were gentler people all around, that we were kinder to one another. So I’m out here appreciating other people’s patience and kindness when I stumble through our communication block. Don’t get me wrong though I can guesstimate like a champ and get around this country like I know what I’m doing. Faking and making it, because that’s part of the adventure! Hoping that the street sign does not say the road is closed up ahead and that I’m not eating horse meat... 😳 Au revoir, until next time! Song: Jour 1 - Louane (to stay on theme)
Date: 2021-04-02T23:16:43.688911Z
i'm not creating a life here, I'm destroying one instead as the stars upon the cosmos I think to myself what the f*** am I doing here? is this life beyond the self? The race Beyond The Cosmos Take me I am no one I belong to nothing but you you are my savior you are my light I will come to you without a fight
Date: 2020-08-04T09:38:52.349251Z
Spring was always getting lost. Day after day wandering the woods. Picnics. Squinting to block out the sun but never wanting to close our eyes. Laughing about nothing at all. Driving roads maybe we’d never find again. Daring and dreaming. “I’ll jump if you jump”, “love me forever”. The way you’d hold my hand so loosely and so tightly at once. It was like magic. I felt so safe and so free to roam. We were growing and we didn’t even know it. In ways we didn’t know would matter. Building castles in the sky for our future. If we could have it. How we hoped to have it. But we got lost. Summer is you and me. Floating along with the waves of the sea. Laid in the sun for hours on in. Barefoot for months. The sand like a pillow. Talking about anything and nothing. What did we talk about? What didn’t we talk about? All the days. Every day. Running through the fields. The hay so high we’d end up separated whether we’d meant to or not. Remember your scooter? Just a small escape down the road. That hidden spot was just ours. Ours for the summer. Remember arguing? How we couldn’t live with anything unsettled? Arguing and choosing. Staying there so long we could tell a thousand stories of all the shapes the clouds became. You and me in the tallest hay. Fall in the city. Strolling through the square. Will you take my hand? Always off to somewhere. “Come with me?” I’d say and you’d agree immediately. Never a question where we might be headed. And if you hated it you never said. That was just the way you were then. You wanted to be wherever I wanted to be. Afternoons in shops. Evenings dancing. Forever dancing. That slow sway I still remember. I hope you remember as well. Getting home late. Way too late. Collapsing into bed and never being too tired to reminisce about how lovely the day had been. Every evening after every lovely day. But it was starting to get cold. The days shorter and shorter. Fall was fading with everything else. Winter was meant to be a little like all the seasons in one. Lying down next to you, dreaming of lying next to you under the bluest skies for as long as there were clouds that wanted to be. Only with more layers. More layers we would’ve needed. We had happiness. We had love. We had time. But you knew how limited it was. Sometimes I remember you crying and me screaming. I remember the worst argument. You explaining and me begging. The bitterness and betrayal I can still feel as if not a day has passed. Other times I remember something completely different. I remember us both being resigned to it. You smiling. This light thing with all the emotion in the world and none of it showing. So matter of fact. “It couldn’t last forever”. I'd never realized that until you said it. Forever I'd hoped, longer than that day I assumed. I just never knew when we were always dreaming we were really always only dreaming. But sometimes I remember something in between. Probably something closer to the truth. That we sat on that bench under the window one last time. How you were already packed so we didn’t waste too long on goodbyes. I realized that it couldn’t have lasted forever. I realized I hadn’t even wanted it to at some point. I'd known it would end. Still if you hadn’t realized the same know I would’ve stayed the whole winter. Every winter. Curled up in blankets. Tea by the fire. Reading until the whole of the night had passed us by. Winter was meant to be a little like all the seasons in one and it ended up simply being the last one.