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Being Open Hearted

Today I realized a beautiful thing just like that in between a conversation,

being open-minded in this generation is a "mandatory generation" so is open-hearted.

and I am the worst at it...I suck at being open-hearted.

To whoever reading this, try to be open-hearted please don't live a life like mine.

I am a sooo shallow-minded person ever and I just realized it...there is no point in being open-minded and being so mature if have an open heart to forgive or accept the harsh realities of life.

Maybe we need time for a few things to absorb but I am not like that...I take years to forgive and to accept things that happen, tell me I am not open-hearted, how stupid I am, sheeyyy.

I do hate myself sometimes for some reason and this is one of those times...I don't know what's gonna run through my head from now but I have to learn and unlearn so many things.

I had to change myself a lot, seriously my brain just became blank after this...I need some time I guess?!

                                                                                                                             -Mystery girl



                        


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  1. Believe me ..."Being Open Hearted"...is difficult. And I Am Not.

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    1. Yep! being open-hearted is hard and harder for sensitive creatures like me...It's even harder when you know you will end up being hurt in the end.

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