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Rip that damn bandage.

Sometimes,
It is okay to let something go in life to get along with your life.
You can let go of your favorite dessert to be in better shape.
You can let go of your favorite fragrance just because it reminds you of something that you no longer want to remember.
You can let go of a dress that reminds you of a happy memory which isn't a happy one for you anymore.
You can leave things off.
You can call things off.
You can cool things off.
You can cut things off.
Rip that damn bandage.
Some Wounds heal better in the open air.
Let go.
You can start over and you can leave people behind if you truly believe that you are a sidekick in your own life because of them.
Why do we keep forgetting that this is our life and we are the main characters, directors, and freaking writers of our lives!!
You don't need to be extraordinary or perfect or amazing.
Write yourself a story and thrive to be that person; that cool person who is in your head.
Cool isn't maybe exactly what you want to be.
Then,
Be the nerd.
Be the dork.
Be the nice one.
Be the one that heals what hurts.
So people,
Go get yourself a pen and a pad,
Because you are going to write an awesome script that you are going to live and you are going to love.
That is not even the best part darling, you can change it anytime, anywhere, and damn anyone who would say otherwise.
Keep Levitating.


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