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I want to be pretty in my own eyes, not in anyone else’s eyes just my own. I don’t care if I’m hideous, repulsive or ugly to your eyes I will love me if nobody else does. I can’t fall in love with anyone else unless I can love myself unconditionally.

Being ”nobody is ok by me ” @dazzled65 ©️

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  • And beheld an immense glory
    Flooding with fire the drops
    Spilled on miraculous leaves
    Of the fresh green lime-tree tops.
    The rain was ending, and lightLifting the leaden skies.It shone upon ceiling and floorAnd dazzled a child's eyes.Pale after fever, a captiveApart from his schoolfellows,He stood at the high room's windowWith face to the pane pressed close,And beheld an immense gloryFlooding with fire the dropsSpilled on miraculous leavesOf the fresh green lime-tree tops.Washed gravel glittered … Read more

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Life is like a bunch of roses. Some sparkle like raindrops. Some fade when there's no sun. Some just fade away in time. Some dance in many colors. Some drop with hanging wings. Some make you fall in love. The beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Life you can be sure of, you will not get out ALIVE.(sorry about that)

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