“This year was hard. Every year is hard. I have stopped expecting it to get easier. I’ve learned that that is the best way to be let down. To be unhappy. So this year was hard. Just like every year is hard. This year it was hard in a different way. Just like every year is hard in a different way. Because it teaches you something new every time. I fell so many times. I gave up so many nights. I cried so many tears. I don’t know how I’m still here sometimes. But I’m just rejoicing I am. I stumbled so many time.My feet tripped over themselves and every obstacle that I faced. I wavered. I fell hard, too many times. But I still believe in my legs I still believe they will get me where I need to go. I believe they will carry me, when I feel like stopping, when I can’t bear to think of continuing on, they will keep me running. I believe in me. After this year, I believe in me. This year tore so many things from me. This year stole so much, so much of my trust, my love, my belief in others, my joy, my smile at times, but it taught me a lot. And now, as sad as it all is, I rejoice that I still have myself. I am proud. I believe in myself.”
— n.c. // 2018
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White Mustang (2017) by Lana Del Rey from her latest album Lust for Life
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