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Someone has to get the worst grade in class so others can sigh in relief and whisper, ‘At least I’m not as bad as them.’
Someone has to abandon every project to give even more value to the projects of others
Someone has to fail so completely at managing their life, so that others can look on and think,
‘Maybe I’m not doing so badly after all ’
Someone has to be unable to maintain relationships so others can tell themselves they’re not such bad friends, children, lovers, brothers, sisters—whatever
Someone has to stand still, or worse, slip backwards, so others can look behind and say they’ve actually come a long way
Someone has to fail so others can shine
I am the failure, and I am at peace with that
Jun 24, 2025
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Feb 11, 2025
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An ideal world is one that knows no pain. That, sadly, is not the one we live in. Pain is a part of the human experience—but failure to move on from it makes you miserable. If you dwell too much on what has happened, you will never be fulfilled enough to see all the good you have/ that is to come. Acceptance of what has happened is the first step to overcoming the consequences of a situation.
‘And in fact, it’s time to forsake someone else’s idea of what gives you a spark or no spark. Block the “other” from the picture. No more audience. Just you.’
Whether you choose to take that responsibility (of acceptance), or give it up to the disappointments of life, you return to yourself. The choice is whether to wallow in the misery of that pain, or take it as it comes and look at what it has to offer you.
Jul 18, 2024
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lost music listening time, gained quality conversation
lost at love, gained someone infinitely more kind
lost familiarity and comfort, gained new experiences and confidence
lost my car, gained the pleasure of long walks
lost my friends, gained people who accept me no matter what
losing is all part of life, you can’t get anywhere or gain anything by being stationary. failure is a beautiful part of the journey of becoming yourself :)
Jan 15, 2025
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Jun 26, 2025
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It hurts like hell to listen to them once they’re gone
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A pile of coats on an office chair in front of a lamp created this silhouette of a young girl in the window. It was such a precious moment, and I hate the thought that someone on the internet could steal her from me. I watched her for a long time, and she became my confidante for an evening. This photo is mine because that moment belongs to me. I feel comfortable enough on this app to share it now — please, I beg you, don’t steal her from me.
Jul 2, 2025