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Throughout my life I’ve had only two girlfriends aha. I’m not sucha popular guy with girls I guess, but the two girls that I have got to actually give me a chance were wonderful. Absolutely. I loved and for one of them still love everything about them. Throughout the time with both of them they’ve…

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Today I woke up and I’m a little better. My feelings don’t hurt as much and that’s an improvement. I don’t feel as if I’m gonna break down any given second or as if I’m upset. I’m ok. And I know even that doesn’t sound good but it sure doesn’t sound bad. I’m accepting things and taking it all one day at a time. I was furious, in the beginning and I can’t lie even now I still am. But what good does it do me to have this anger picking at me? I’m handling my feelings instead of letting them control me. I realized last night, as I couldn’t sleep and had all these thoughts running through my head, that if I let you go it was only going to be better for me. And I did. After two years I’ve broken what I felt for you and I may not be over you but I’m not in love with you. I honestly from the bottom of my heart hope you’re doing great and if you were to end up with her even better. I don’t know why I was such an ass. But what’s done is done and everything’s been said. All I know is it’s made me a wiser person today and I hope I can only grow from it.

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shygirl714:

This is me all the time


Yesssssss

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shygirl714:

This is me all the time

Yesssssss

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beben-eleben:

There once was a young boy with a very bad temper. The boy’s father wanted to teach him a lesson, so he gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper he must hammer a nail into their wooden fence.
On the first day of this lesson, the little boy had driven 37 nails into the fence. He was really mad!
Over the course of the next few weeks, the little boy began to control his temper, so the number of nails that were hammered into the fence dramatically decreased.
It wasn’t long before the little boy discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence.
Then, the day finally came when the little boy didn’t lose his temper even once, and he became so proud of himself, he couldn’t wait to tell his father.
Pleased, his father suggested that he now pull out one nail for each day that he could hold his temper.
Several weeks went by and the day finally came when the young boy was able to tell his father that all the nails were gone.
Very gently, the father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence.
“You have done very well, my son,” he smiled, “but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same.”
The little boy listened carefully as his father continued to speak.
“When you say things in anger, they leave permanent scars just like these. And no matter how many times you say you’re sorry, the wounds will still be there.”

OMG , so true , great lesson learned

hoyitzbrenmas:

beben-eleben:

There once was a young boy with a very bad temper. The boy’s father wanted to teach him a lesson, so he gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper he must hammer a nail into their wooden fence.

On the first day of this lesson, the little boy had driven 37 nails into the fence. He was really mad!

Over the course of the next few weeks, the little boy began to control his temper, so the number of nails that were hammered into the fence dramatically decreased.

It wasn’t long before the little boy discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence.

Then, the day finally came when the little boy didn’t lose his temper even once, and he became so proud of himself, he couldn’t wait to tell his father.

Pleased, his father suggested that he now pull out one nail for each day that he could hold his temper.

Several weeks went by and the day finally came when the young boy was able to tell his father that all the nails were gone.

Very gently, the father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence.

“You have done very well, my son,” he smiled, “but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same.”

The little boy listened carefully as his father continued to speak.

“When you say things in anger, they leave permanent scars just like these. And no matter how many times you say you’re sorry, the wounds will still be there.”

OMG , so true , great lesson learned

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“A true friend is not like the rain that pours and goes. It’s more like the air; sometimes keeping quiet but it’s always there, constantly hanging around”

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