The hardest part of growth is accepting that you might outgrow people you never expected to leave.

Dreams are fragments of forgotten realities.

There’s a quiet kind of strength in choosing vulnerability when the world expects stoicism.

Love is a language we don’t always speak.

Some days, nothing makes sense. Other days, everything feels clear—strangely, it’s never the same.

In every storm, there’s a pause, a chance to breathe, and regain your strength.

I’ve realized the only constant is change, yet I resist it like it’s an enemy.

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