The worst part about being strong is that no one ever asks if you’re okay.
Unknown (via soulsscrawl)

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I was once your sunflower,
I made you happy, to you I was the best,
I was once your favorite flower, you’d pick me out of all the rest,
Through all the hectic weather and rain, I remained, for you.
I blossomed full of love, I was standing strong and tall, all for you,
But our time is limited, for it is now the season of fall,
I’m trying to hold on but I’m not sure it is working at all,
I’m not too happy about it either, I’m withering away,
My petals are not yellow anymore, you don’t look at me the same,
I can’t repair myself, it is just my time to leave,
If you grow to love another I hope they never have to leave
Kav Kobain (via uglykiddxx)

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