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This post is for the broken. The lost. The hurting.

I was one of you once. Still sorta am. I'll post my story some day, but this isn't about me. It's about you.

So for starters, read my last post "Another Word For Beautiful". Go ahead. Do it.



People will have expectations for you. Sometimes they're kinda simple expectations, but most of the time, they feel pretty heavy.

You feel like you have to fit in at school, or with a certain group at school, or anywhere. Or you have to have perfect grades, or perfect hair, or the perfect figure. Or there's all of society's "do's & don't's" of life. You're expected to look a certain way, act a certain way, be a certain person. Or maybe you just love being with people, and you're afraid that they'll reject you unless you're this other person. And you want nothing more to be loved. So you conform to the fake life. You conform so much that the real you is lost... Nothing more than a wraith of a shadow.

But it doesn't have to be that way.

Because you don't have to fit in at school, or with that group. You don't have to have completely perfect grades, or perfect hair, or the perfect figure. Society? PALEEEEASE. Society is so down the toilet, I don't even know where to start. You don't have to look that way, or act that way, or be that person. And if it's that you love being with people, and you're looking for a semi-permanent relationship, BE YOURSELF. They'll see it someday, so it's always better to start out on the real you. Don't conform.

Because YOU DON'T HAVE TO.
You put yourself through all the self-judgement.
Something that I wrote in my journal while I was getting out of my depression:
I am my own prison. I can release myself.

DANG HOW TRUE THAT IS. It's all you.

A beautiful quote:
"Don't be too hard on yourself. Don't let the standard of your own self-criticism stop your progress. And you will have breakthroughs that you do not expect."  -Benedict Timothy Carlton Cumberbatch

Easier said than done, right? I feel ya.

The first step is to realize that if your friends really are your friends, they will love you no matter how different you are, no matter how low your grades are, no matter how weird your hair looks, no matter what size or shape you are, no matter how real you are. They will love you. So be you!


And if your so deep into the depths of despair...

Remember that other post I had you read? Good. It'll come in handy now.

LISTEN (or read... ... ...)
Put down the knife. Eat the food. Stand up, and face tomorrow. Because if you feel like nobody loves you, and nobody ever could love you, remember that I do. If you feel like you aren't good enough, or pretty enough, remember that you are perfect the way you are. You are beautiful to me. And if you feel like there's no hope, I believe in you. You got this. Anything is possible. You have a lifetime of adventures to fulfill. Don't stop now. You never know what tomorrow holds until tomorrow comes. So go. LIVE.

I love you.

You are gorgeous.

You are good enough.

You are YOU.

And you are worth tomorrow.





This post is dedicated to my good friend, Christopher. Keep your head up. You got this.


~RA

Another Word For Beautiful

I just realized that all of my previous posts have to do with love.

So another word for beautiful is LOVE.

I mean... Love is beautiful... So it makes sense that beautiful is love... Right? Of course it does.

Something about me:
I love everybody. I can't help it... I just do. It would take a lot for someone to get on my "naughty list"... (because I'm obviously Santa ;P). I love you. Right now. Whoever you are, I love you. I can't help it. It's just what I do.

I feel like I love everybody... Not just because I want to, or because it's my duty as a Christian... But because I want, more than anything, to be loved.
... I mean... Doesn't everyone?
But I love it when people show or tell me that they love me.

Something else about me:
I believe that everybody is beautiful. There is no ugly human on this wonderful earth. And I do mean ugly and beautiful as in physical appearance. EVERYONE. IS. BEAUTIFUL. You are beautiful. Yeah that's right. I said YOU. You, right now, reading this, are beautiful. You're just so beautiful... Shtahp.

I feel like I believe that everyone's beautiful, and that I tell everyone that they're beautiful, because that's what I want people to tell me. I like to think that I'm pretty from time to time... But it's purty rare that I call myself beautiful.

So yeah. I love everyone. Everyone's beautiful.

Another word for Beautiful is Love.

Apparently...

Apparently, I'm mainly using this for song lyrics :P. I just love all these songs... So sorry if it bothers you that I'm not saying anything of complete value... But not so sorry ;)

All Through The Night...

This beautiful song by Sleeping At Last has been stuck in my head for the last few days. Look it up. It's just beautiful.



All through the night, I'll be awake and I'll be with you.
All through the night, this precious time, when time is new.
All, all through the night today, knowing that we feel
the same, without saying, the same without saying

We have no past we won't reach back,
Keep with me forward all through the night
and once we start a meter clicks,
and it goes running all through the night.
Until it ends, there is no end.

All through the night a stray cat is crying, stray cat sings back.
All through the night, they have forgotten what by they do lack.
Under those white street lamps, there is a little chance they may see you, a chance they may see you.

We have no past, we won't reach back
Keep with me forward all through the night,
And once we start, the meter clicks,
it goes running all through the night.

Until it ends there is no end, keep with me forward all through the night and once we start,
the meter clicks, and goes running all through the night.
Until it ends, there is no end, keep with me forward all through the night.
Keep with me all through the night. 

I Would Walk 500 Miles...

 The original song is by The Proclaimers. But I absolutely love this cover version by Sleeping At Last.



When I wake up, well I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the man who wakes up next to you.
And when I go out, yeah I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the man who goes along with you.

And when I come home, yeah I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the man who's coming home to you.
And when I'm dreamin', well I know I'm gonna dream
I'm gonna dream about the time when I'm with you.

But I would walk 500 miles
And I would walk 500 more
Just to be the man who walked 1000 miles
To fall down at your door

When I'm workin', yeah I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the man who's workin' hard for you.
And when the money comes in for the work I do
I'll pass along every cent of it to you.

And when I'm lonely, well I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the man who's lonely without you.
And if I grow old, well I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the man who's growing old with you.

But I would walk 500 miles
And I would walk 500 more
Just to be the man who walked 1000 miles
To fall down at your door

But I would walk 500 miles
And I would walk 500 more
Just to be the man who walked 1000 miles
To fall down at your door

When I wake up, well I hope I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the man who's waking up to you.
And when I'm dreamin', well I know I'm gonna dream
I'm gonna dream about the time I had with you.

X&Y

Probably my favorite song as of now. Coldplay. (and yes, I included the "oooh"'s... you can't not ;3)



Trying hard to speak and
Fighting with my weak hand
Driven to distraction
So part of the plan
When something is broken
And you try to fix it
Trying to repair it
Any way you can
I'm diving off the deep end
You become my best friend
I wanna love you
But I don't know if I can
I know something is broken
And I'm trying to fix it
Trying to repair it
Any way I can

Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh...

You and me are floating on a tidal wave...
Together
You and me are drifting into outer space...
And singing

Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh...

You and me are floating on a tidal wave...
Together
You and me are drifting into outer space
You and me are floating on a tidal wave...
Together
You and me are drifting into outer space...
And singing

Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh...

Sigh No More

A beautiful song by Mumford and Sons.


 Serve God, love me, and mend.
  This is not the end.
   Lived unbruised, we are friends.
    And I'm sorry.
     I'm sorry.
     
      Sigh no more, no more.
       One foot in sea, one on shore.
        My heart was never pure.
         You know me.
          You know me.

           But man is a giddy thing.
            Oh, man is a giddy thing.
             Oh, man is a giddy thing.
              Oh, man is a giddy thing.

                Love; it will not betray you,
                 Dismay or enslave you,
                  It will set you free!
                   Be more like the man you were made to be.

                    There is a design,
                     An alignment to cry,
                      Of my heart to see,
                       The beauty of love as it was made to be.

                         Love; it will not betray you,
                          Dismay or enslave you,
                           It will set you free!
                            Be more like the man you were made to be.

                             There is a design,
                              An alignment to cry,
                               Of my heart to see,
                                The beauty of love as it was made to be.

                                  Love; it will not betray you,
                                   Dismay or enslave you,
                                    It will set you free!
                                     Be more like the man you were made to be.

                                      There is a design,
                                       An alignment to cry,
                                        Of my heart to see,
                                         The beauty of love as it was made to be.

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