In the depths of your soul, there lies a fire, A passion that burns, a constant desire. A spirit untamed, a courage worth more, It's time to ignite and let out a roar.
Roar louder, my friend, let your voice be heard, No longer confined, let your fears be blurred. Unleash your dreams, break barriers, be free, For this world needs your roar, for all to see.
Roar louder, like thunder, across the expanse, Your strength and your power deserve a chance. Don't hold back, my friend, let your spirit soar, And watch as your roar echoes forevermore.
Roar louder, and let the doubters tremble, For they'll see your fire, they won't dissemble. With each roar, you shatter boundaries in sight, A force to be reckoned with, shining so bright.
Roar louder, my friend, with unwavering might, In every situation, whether dark or bright. Let your roar inspire those who hold back too, To find their voices, to roar side by side with you.
So roar louder, my friend, let it fill the air, With every ounce of your soul, let the world be aware, That you're here, you're present, you're ready to fight, And through your mighty roar, you'll set the world alight.
So roar louder, my friend, let it never fade, With every obstacle, let your roar cascade. For in your roar lies strength, passion, and power, To conquer any challenge, to rise and tower.
So let your roar be heard, through mountains and seas, And may it inspire others to believe, That within their hearts, they too can ignite, And together, let us all roar with all our might.
Intelligent people say to speak your truth. If those who hurt you don’t like what you have to say, they should have thought about their actions before they committed them. Or at least apologize once they knew how those actions hurt you.
Here’s a hard life lesson that some learn too late.
*Broken people, hurt people*
It costs absolutely nothing to be kind to others.
Please check yourself.
Try not to allow your actions to hurt those around you.
You never know what battles they are fighting inside.
The person behind that smile may be walking a tightrope over a pit of darkness.
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The World Health Organization estimated in 2019 that there were 301 million people affected by anxiety and only 5% of the global population are affected by depression.
I call BS.
Those numbers are of the brave souls who spoke up and asked for help. So many are too afraid to speak out due to the drastic life changing consequences that would happen if they did.
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Physical, emotional, and psychological abuse kept me silent for far too long.
I am no longer bound by the chains of the experiences of my past.
I will continue to speak out for those who can’t use their voice in hopes it will give them the strength to start.
Stick around we have only just scratched the surface.
In the corners of my heart, where our memories reside, there lies a treasure trove of moments by your side. Each memory is a gem, glistening with love, reminders of the precious times we shared, hand in tiny hand.
I remember the laughter, like music in the air, the way your smile filled the room, oh so rare. We danced in the moonlight, beneath a starry sky, lost in each other’s arms, a love we couldn’t deny.
Through seasons that passed, like chapters in a book, our memories grew, like roots that firmly took. In springtime, we walked hand in hand, embracing the beauty of nature’s divine command.
Summer brought us warmth and adventures untold, and we explored new horizons; our love continues to unfold. From the ocean’s embrace to the sand between our toes, we are forever etched in my mind as this love story grows.
Autumn painted the world in hues of gold; our love, like the changing leaves, beautifully unfolds. We carved our initials on trees as a symbol of forever, promising to cherish these memories now and forever.
As winter arrived, with its cold and frost, we found warmth in each other, no matter the cost. Cozy movie nights by the fire, wrapped in love’s embrace, creating memories that time could never erase.
Even as the seasons changed and time passed, our memories blossomed like a beautiful love song. They remind me of the joy we shared, the pure happiness, and even though those days are gone, these memories endure.
So I hold onto them tightly, like treasures of gold, they keep you alive in my heart’s stronghold. For in my memories, you’ll forever stay, a part of my soul, in every single way.
My memories of you while you were little are a gift I will keep; through tears and laughter, they will forever seep. As I reminisce, I find solace anew in the beautiful life of my memories still left to have with you.
Roar louder than your demons 