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role of camera rolls.

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Sharing camera rolls are something that's personal. It’s not just about the photos—they're opening up and trusting me with their most personal moments. Their camera is filled with memories they cherish, and by sharing, they’re saying, “I trust you to see this part of my world.” You get to see their joy, their travels, their special people, and even the little things that make them smile, like their favorite food or their pets. Sometimes they might rush past a photo of themselves that they don't like, but to you, it’s adorable. It’s in these moments you see the comfort they feel, the trust they’ve built with you, as they let you into these raw, unfiltered parts of their life. But this trust and openness go deeper. It’s a reminder that you should never settle for less than what you deserve.  When someone feels comfortable enough to share their highs and lows, to let you into their world, that’s a bond built on mutual respect and care. Once you experience this kind of connect

heart's mind 🤍

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You can't stop the rain from pouring.  You can't stop the thunder from lightening.  You can't count the raindrops every second. You can't get rid of the canon events. You can't forget and remember things at the same time. You can't start with love and end with itself. You can't ignore their thoughts and memories.  YOU JUST CAN'T . But - You can only go with the flow.  Sometimes, you want to be loved - the right kind of love. The kind of love where you don't have to ask for it, where you don't have to tell. The kind of love that's real. Nothing fancy. Nothing delusional. Nothing extraordinary. A love that's simple, easy. A text that reads "Hey, I miss you" at the middle of the day. A call to just hear your voice. Dropping by your place with your favorite food to make you feel better when you're having a bad day. All the little things! Self-love is great, but receiving love from another person who can take care of you, love y

Your ghost stayed.

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Some people weave into your life so deeply that erasing them becomes an impossible feat. In every aspect, even the pettiest daily references, their memory lingers, making even the act of breathing a reminder of them. There's a constant replay of their face, of the memory you shared that's stuck at the back of your mind and you just can't shake it. Right from the moment you open your eyes to the final blink at night, tons and tons of memories flood through you - unfailingly, terribly reminding you of them. Not everyone we meet leaves such an indelible mark. But there are those few who infiltrate our existence, entirely. And when they leave, letting go becomes insurmountable. You can neither hate them nor resent them. You can't NOT think of them even if you don't want to because they've infiltrated every corner of your life. They're there everywhere,   reminding you of everything. From brushing your teeth to the soundtrack of some random song during lunch, ev

why not?!

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  Why do we always have to understand someone ? Is it necessary in all the situations you face through ? Because understanding takes a lot. Sometimes, you know that it will kill you from the inside but you really don't have an option other than to just really understand ? They don't like you, you have to understand. They don't talk to you anymore, you need to understand.  They avoid you in the blink of an eye for no reason, but then again you need to understand and the list doesn't stop. For one time, one single time,  can we not understand  ? Because in the battle between " I understand " and " I don't understand " , there is a void which no one talks about. That void is the hidden pain, the slowly growing silence inside you with empty thoughts. Silence doesn't have to always mean the absence of sound. It's the noise inside you which gets you done with understanding anyone, anymore ❤.

CAN'T FORGET ?

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The sound of feet that never went far. The rhythm of our body, the melody of our minds, the harmony of our souls - all entwined as one. The moments of sneak-ins' and the never ending calls. Can you forget it all ? We all have people we fear talking about. Names that bring so many memories and sometimes tears too, perhaps someone we are trying to forget. Does she remember how you always hugged her when she was breaking ? Does he remember the way you held his hand when he was doubting himself ? Probably not. But that's okay. You're not going to forget their faces, their voices or even how their touch felt. You cannot forget someone who gave you a lot to remember. If you can't move on, help yourself remember how awful it felt to love someone who never respected your love when you were so down for them. Remember it all, it will set you free. LET IT set you free! Does your absence affect them ? If it doesn't, then your presence never mattered to them. Are they hear

Begin again, again.

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The words of trust, the longing for eternity, the smile of hearts, the grip of dreams, and the pinky promises of hope. Hurting is distinct from haunting. Turning the page of a book is entirely different from throwing the book away. I had never begged anyone to stay, yet my mouth whispered 'please'. I had never prayed so desperately for anything, but my heart cried out to the universe for it to happen. On the brink of losing everything, a fixed reply emerged : "I can't". Two words, five letters, left the extroverted soul to perish in silence.  Let it kill you. Let it consume you. Let it shatter every fragment of hope, love and everything in between. Let it leave you with nothing. Let it all unfold. You're thrown in an ocean without knowing how to swim. But when you begin to drown and feel the water fill your lungs, you gasp for air. You push through the water, that's what survival is. You swim even when you don't know how because it's the only way

Walking As Yourself ♡

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The first step towards healing is the understanding of your position in life. Acceptance of one's situation as it is without any form of manipulation marks the beginning of where things can only get better. T he pain in one's heart will teach us what the 'reality of life' is. But what we learn from the pain is what makes us who we are. It is truly a solo game which throws a spark of independence and self-respect. Self-respect  is the key. Sometimes I wish life was like a book so I could sneak a peak at the last few pages just to make sure everything turns out okay.                                                                                 -cried so many hearts! None of us can lead through life alone, but sometimes we need more independence.  Walk in your own path!  It's you who need to decide each step wisely. Many who started with you, won't finish with you. Even your shadow doesn't stay with you in the darkness. Those who are meant to stay