Reclaim it.

People do not love you with all your faults. That kind of thing, only happens in the movies.

Never open up to someone, except your parents. They’ll respect you, love you, support you, keep your secrets and never throw them on your face.

But, never trust someone else with yourself. Save yourself.

Even if you have made the mistake of showing other people your weakness or have trusted them blindly with yourself, take it back. Shut every wall that leads to them knowing you or having any right over you. Never trust anyone with yourself.

Close and shut down.


31 Red Flags That A Guy Is Not Worth Your Time

What every woman needs. So apt and true!

Thought Catalog

1. You have no idea what he saw in any of his exes. None of them are very nice, or the kind of person you’d want to hang out with.

2. The things he always says that he likes in you have to do with superficial things — your looks, your style, your social status, etc.

3. He is really concerned with appearances, and what other people think of him, to the point where you’re not sure if he’s doing something for himself or for how impressed other people are going to be.

4. When the two of you are alone together, he’s constantly checking his phone.

5. You are never fully comfortable being naked around him, because there’s a part of you that always feels like you’re not attractive or thin enough.

6. He’s made weird comments about your body before that make you never even want to be…

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Musings from a World lost

The harsh, cold, sardonic laugh rings in her head, again. The same pain they once inflicted upon her soul. The same mocking smile lingering on their lips. She clutches those memories to her bosom. Bereft of hope and dignity. She’s a prisoner of her own soul. A promise once made in the heat of the day, can not be broken in the cold of the night. Words once spoken under the scorching sun, come back to mock you in the serene moon light. She looks around, gasping for breath, the walls around closing in and gradually her illusions take the form of reality. Her vision comes into focus and she screams at the top of her voice;

Let there be someone?

Let there be someone?

Let there be someone!

She looks at her reflection in the lake below. Astounded, she finds herself sleeping in a cocoon, weaving dreams into reality. She was meant to be a butterfly. They told her so, but there was something amiss. Something, that made people wonder at the sadness behind her smile. She knew, she would never find her wings to take her home. The realization had dawned upon her; she lost herself among the crowd that day. Amidst the cheers and hurrah’s, the blow of horns and the sound of drums. She danced to it all, danced to the tune of her demise. Don’t you remember?