Don’t lose who you are, in the blur of stars. Seeing is deceiving, dreaming is believing. It’s okay not to be okay. Sometimes it’s hard, to follow your heart. But tears don’t mean you’re losing, everybody’s bruising. There’s nothing wrong with who you are.
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