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Apr 2013
I make mistakes sometimes
Sometimes I make the same ones over and over again
And sometimes bad things happen to me
Sometimes the same bad things happen over and over again
And sometimes people are mean to me
Sometimes the same people hurt me over and over again.
I wonder when it ends.
But I realized something today.
Part of growing up - as much as it ***** -
is when you realize that no one owes you anything
and all you can do is
smile and make the best of it.
And beyond that, when you ***** up,
when something bad happens,
when someone breaks your heart,
think about what they did and think about yourself,
if you've ever done something similar
Try to understand how even though you're different,
everyone's really the same, just souls trying to get along in this world.
Try to fix what you're doing wrong
before you accuse others of their sins.
And beyond all, love one another.
Jess
Written by
Jess  St. Louis
(St. Louis)   
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   Alex Tucker
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