Beautiful Mess Deep Self Quotes 소설 & 이야기

My great enemy, insecurity, was reminding me that I would never be enough for anyone. -You're beautiful. I don't know how you don't have a boyfriend- G's reflection aloud made me lookup. What?- I don't know who has put all the nonsense that you're not in your head, but I promise you, you're beautiful- He pressed my nose, smiling at me.

I am a problematic person who has a lot of issues in life, that’s for sure. I felt a pat on the head, making me turn towards his direction. He was genuinely smiling right at me, and just like a while ago, I still couldn’t see any trace of judgment in those eyes. “The only one that is punishing yourself is your mind.” He pointed at his right temple. “Bad things come and go, but it doesn’t mean they do so because you’re being punished. It’s just the harsh reality that comes with being human. You may mourn and blame yourself for all you want, but one thing you should know, you still have yourself. You can still see, feel, and do things. You are the captain of your own ship, you know. I can prom

My heart was shattered. "Why is it me who is like this?" "Why do I have no talent?" "Why can I not speak properly to my relatives?" "Why is my younger sister better than me?" "Why am I a shame to my parents?" "Am I so bad that not only other people and Charlie but my parents also think I am not beautiful?" "Why am I not beautiful?" "Am I just a burden in this world?" "Is it because I am not beautiful and even do not have talents, I did not have friends before?"

"It's so embarrassing, I think I'm too corny, I can't stop my mouth ..." I shook my head and kissed his neck while listening to his answer to the interview. She smells so good. "My message would be for all the people who's watching this. I want you to know that .. it's only normal to feel insecure because we're not perfect and there will always be other poeple who are better than us. We can be physically , mentally, emotionally or even financially insecure, but don't let your insecurities eat you up. I know it's easy to be said than done, but trust me, I've been there, too. I've lost myself with that insecurities , too, so I know what I'm saying. So when I said that there's always a beauty i

Quincy I believe everyone’s programmed in different ways to fuck up in diverse situations. No one’s perfect. And if anyone was, they may be seated with Jesus up in the heavens. Earth’s where men like me fuck up—from masterminding the murder of two men while incarcerated, to cumming down my cellie's throat. And I crowned it all by performing fellatio on my cellie. The most upheaval month of my entire existence.

This was new. Inside was a keychain. It was shaped like a dog tag but larger. And there was an inscription on it. It said: ~ I am stronger than my excuses~ ~ I am stronger than my mistakes~ ~but I don’t have to be stronger than everyone else~ ~I can only be myself~ Quinn breathed in a shuddering breath. Fuck … The words had meant something. And he understood them perfectly. And they did something to him right then in that moment. He looked up at Dany, who was watching pensively.

why do I even care. I chuckled sad. "Hey look Bae,one thing I know is,Bruno maybe handsome,nice etc but you deserve more than that,if he don't want you,don't force it,you will get hurt in the end ,you are beautiful beauty you are just the only one that can't see it". "I understand that you want me to feel good about myself, jessi but am not f**kin blind,I can see me ,myself, all of me from the mirror reflection and I know what I look like"

Mine does too, But I learnt to smile, Against all odds. Heartbreak, Trauma, Depression, They made a home in me, Did they try same with you too? You're the kind of broken, That people far and wide, Would one day come to watch. Your scars would be beautiful, It'll shine for all to see. You're a different kind of beautiful, You're broken beautiful. A masterpiece, Most times isn't perfect. It's the flaws, That creates art. Be proud of yourself,

The misery that has made me want to die, has become the most beautiful bridge for me to become the happiest Omega in this world. -- END --

Eventually, I uncapped the marker. Then I wrote: Trust yourself more. Simple. Honest. Exactly what I wished I had learned sooner. Nick glanced at my message. A smile appeared. "I like that." I looked toward his. His message read: Stop waiting for perfect timing. I stared at the words. Then at him. He noticed immediately. "What?" I laughed softly. "Nothing." But it wasn't nothing. The message felt familiar. Like a reflection of everything he'd been learning recently. Everything we'd both been learning. We spent a while looking through other messages afterward.