"Chin up little girl. Show the world your tear-streaked face and smiling eyes. Let her hear your words and the sobs in between. Tell your story from the beginning to the climax down to the perennially desired denouement. Stand proud in your ripped clothes and mended soul because you have survived, and it is glorious. Your scars are your cartouche, intricate and permanent.
Look into a mirror, into a still lake, or into a murky puddle, it doesn't matter because the truth is , you are beautiful.
Put on your white dress and dance to your heart's content or don your black frock and finally say goodbye . Learn , make blunders , understand , and learn. Repeat until your final breath. This is the vicious cycle called life.
Put on your white dress and dance to your heart's content or don your black frock and finally say goodbye . Learn , make blunders , understand , and learn. Repeat until your final breath. This is the vicious cycle called life.
On days your entire being says "I am tired", sit on a hammock and sip some tea. Feel your cheeks lift and your soul grow . You hear Veronica Shoffstall's written soliloquy loud and clear now ;
"And you begin to accept your defeats with your head up and your eyes open with the grace of a woman not the grief of a child."
"And you begin to accept your defeats with your head up and your eyes open with the grace of a woman not the grief of a child."
Inspiration : Veronica Shofstall's After Awhile
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