You need to awaken your consciousness, your soul is a reflection of God. A soul which is so powerful, peaceful and have so much potential. How you’ve been your own anchor, your own motivational speaker, and your own quiet listener.
The love you need doesn’t always come from the outside, it often emanates from within, from the very core of who you are. In the loneliest of times, you were the conversation in your head that said, ‘We can do this, we can move forward. It’s remarkable encouragement best of all time, isn’t it?
So, next time you feel overwhelmed, remember this your heart, your mind, your very soul, your body they’ve been your most loyal companions. You’re more than just surviving. You existence have a definite meaning and purpose.
The kind of energy you add daily to the dreams that strengthen the your move towards goal. That shows how much compassion and courage exists in your personality. You are your own hero, and that’s something truly extraordinary.
Rang-Rivaz 
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You’re like an itchy anus,
and your face is heinous.
You fucking ignoramus,
I think you might be brainless.
I’m here to make your
failures famous, and I promise that it won’t be painless..
You drain the life out of me like an infectious disease.You’re a pain in the ass that weed and whiskey can only hope to relieve.
Splendid agony.
The sweet release of pain that explodes from somewhere deep inside of me, like I’m a mother fucking T.M.N.T. on P.C.P.
I express intense regret for the time I spent as our great government’s gotesque pet.
I’m this generation’s degenerate, and there’s no fucking forgetting it. God’s not forgiving it.There’s skeletons in my closet, and there’s bodies in the barrels just lift up the lids. Men, women, and kids. I slit my wrists when it hit the skids.
Knifes and guns and rope, loss of hope. If hate could be quantumfied I’d like to first hit rewind and remind you of the time I sewed up a guy in wet raw hide left it in the sun and listened as bones were crushed into dust when the Raw hide dried.
Self-inflicted pain leaves tracks without trains when hope and happiness injected in veins.
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Veebhatsa rasa. World War Z minus one.
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Thanks for the inspiration
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Nice post 😎
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