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Love and embrace your inner child.

If only we followed the hearts from our childhood...

Life, in the 21st century struggling society is becoming more feigned day by day. This busy world is making us forget or is completely denying us of enjoying the true essence of our beautiful lives. The struggles, storms, envy and consistent failures shape our souls in a completely different dimension. This is where we pick up the broken pieces in a dark world. But hey guess what, you can struggle and face the most fucked up storms in your life without blending your inner soul and energy in the dark room. Honestly, life will never be a smooth walk on a rainbow. But that does not mean we accept the struggles and failures and define ourselves under this label. Nobody wants to attract bad attention and yet here we are, "quoted" as the most fucked up generation ever. My point here is;

WHY CAN'T WE JUST BE?

Stop trying to impress and fit in places you don't belong. Stop challenging your struggles and envying other people who won't even matter in two years’ time and most importantly stop fearing your own failures. Failing is a good thing, because then you'll discover your true ability and strength to achieve better. I believe that everything in this world came from pure creation then why waste it? I know that it's not easy to start over or constantly struggling to attain something for a long time. Those feelings of despair crawling up into our skin are definitely not easy nor pretty. That stomach ache we sleep and wake up with is very disturbing and annoying. But be brave enough to just LIVE and BREATHE. Embrace the thorns and the tempest. . It's just life, our only life and it is our duty to live it beautifully: A beautifully flawed life!

Just be yourself and follow the "tiny you's" heart. Be that little kid again, who didn't give a damn about failures and the sanctimonious society but who was only fascinated by butterflies and the rain. Believe in yourself and your flaws and accept other human beings as they are. Be a little happy monkey if you want but just be YOU. Put confidence in that inner child inside you, don't let it go. Believe me, it's very precious and so worth it! Always be wonder-struck about the little things because they make us and our loved ones. In the end, you'll just be a happy little bouncing monkey in the transparent society.


“Love is a big and wonderful idea, but life is made up of small things. As a kid, you have nothing to do with the way the world is run; you just have to hurry to catch up with it.”
-Heather O'Neill, Lullabies for Little Criminals



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