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This week I have realized that I am beloved.


This week,
I have been cheated on and I have been lied to.
I have felt worthless and I have been without hope. 


I have been told that I am loved and that I am special.
But this week, I have believed that I am not loved or special.


I have lost a friend, two… three… and I have sunk into the loneliness.
I have felt dirty and used. I have been completely abandoned.


This week,
I have been kissed.
I have been ignored.
I have been promised love.
I have been broken.
I have been given words of comfort.
I have been pierced with shame. 


Guilt. Regret. Hurt.


This week, I have forgiven but I have not forgotten.


This week, I have listened and I have wept.
I’ve been made a fool and have been emotionally abused.


I have tried to find value in myself.


I have discovered strength and...

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I've lived in you for two and a half years now, and I still haven't quite gotten over the fact that when I look up at your skyscrapers, it makes me realize how small I really am.
I...

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Remember the friends you have.
Remember when they were there for you.
Remember how they've helped you.
Remember to be glad. 

by Schueller Feb 07, 2013
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Another night passed away.
Another month thrown astray.
Yet another call that falls unanswered,
along with all the cries driven down in vain.


You were the one I thought was different.

...

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by Schueller Feb 05, 2013
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by Schueller Feb 01, 2013
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by Schueller Jan 30, 2013
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My eyes are heavy.


Green tea loaded with caffeine,


Get inside of me.

by Schueller Jan 30, 2013
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I took a seat on the dusty couch,
and finally began to think.
The dark and musty room,
for once gave me room to breath-


apart, 


from the great and busy lies,
that I've lived in every...

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by Schueller Jan 29, 2013
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