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The Challenge (Day 12) When you pour the liquid content of a 35cl soda into a 50cl bottle it will never fill it up If you pour it into a 15cl bottle it will fill it up and overflow. Same thing with when you pour your love, energies, vibes or share your space, sanctuary and essence with the wrong people. You’d either end up being too much or never enough. If this is the case with you please find a way to detach yourself from this person before the damage becomes irreparable. No matter how much you give someone who doesn’t value you or holds you in contempt it will never be enough. Save yourself before you start to second guess your worth and shatter your esteem. The only way to help a toxic person is not to shield such a person but be firm and ensure the person seeks the help ***** needs. This is a show of love. Love will always want you to be the best and have the best you can get and not let you plunge into troubled waters while it watches you drown without lending a helping hand. We cannot give what we don’t have which is why we must always check ourselves and be accountable for and to ourselves before daring to do same for others. May the week ahead bring us all peace and fulfilment. Salaam! r3d 12:35 #museyilnen #yararewa #northernstar #roadtorecovery #everythingipretendtobe #realrawandsimple #welearnasweteach #writingright #firesofr3d
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Nov 5, 2017
Nov 5, 2017 at 7:03 AM UTC
The Challenge (Day 12)
You left before we could even begin, A lig ht that shone bright but burnt out too fast leaving me behind in the dark Ending the thought of a beginning, Losing a war I thought I was winning. a beginning whose end was no where in sight With the words goodbye I knew we had lost our last chance to try Try to start Before we part You left and you left behind meaning Meaning than hurts while it's healing Healing old wounds and piercing through the vessel that blood pumps with a sniper's accuracy making its kills fast and painless It must have been the way my being your eyes caressed As your lips took mine in a communion of the unworthy but blessid Watching you walk away With the words our eyes held but our lips would dare not say I knew you weren't going stray Cause soon again, in your arms my head will find a place till my hairs turn gray.. r3d 16205 #museyilnen #yararewa #northernstar #roadtorecovery #everythingipretendtobe #realrawandsimple #welearnasweteach #writingright #firesofr3d
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Nov 4, 2017
Nov 4, 2017 at 1:02 PM UTC
The Challenge (Day 11)