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âââââ àšâ¡à§ ââââââ ðððð« ðð¡ð ðð§ð ðð¡ðš ðð«ðððŠð¬, I know what it feels like. ð§ðŒ ðð®ð»ð ððŒðºð²ððµð¶ð»ðŽ ððŒ ð¯ð®ð± ð¶ð ð®ð°ðµð²ð. To stay up at night imagining it. To wake up every morning ð°ðµð®ðð¶ð»ðŽ ð®ð³ðð²ð¿ ð¶ð ð¹ð¶ðžð² ð¶ðâð ððµð² ðŒð»ð¹ð ððµð¶ð»ðŽ ððµð®ð ðºð®ððð²ð¿ð. But some days, itâs exhausting, isnât it? Some days, the dream feels ððŒðŒ ð³ð®ð¿ .The path feels ððŒðŒ ð¹ðŒð»ðŽ. And you wonder⊠Will I ever get there? But listen to me. ð¬ð¢ðš ðªððð. Not because itâll be easy. Not because the stars will align perfectly. ððð ð¯ð²ð°ð®ððð² ððŒð ð¿ð²ð³ððð² ððŒ ð¹ð²ð ðŽðŒ. Because every time doubt whispers, you fight back with action. Because every time you fall, ððŒð ðŽð²ð ððœ!~ ð®ðŽð®ð¶ð» ð®ð»ð± ð®ðŽð®ð¶ð» ð®ð»ð± ð®ðŽð®ð¶ð»!! And thatâs the thing about dreams⊠ððµð²ð ð±ðŒð»âð ð¯ð²ð¹ðŒð»ðŽ ððŒ ððµð² ð¹ðð°ðžð. ð§ðµð²ð ð¯ð²ð¹ðŒð»ðŽ ððŒ ððµð² ðŒð»ð²ð ððµðŒ ð¿ð²ð³ððð² ððŒ ðððŒðœ. So keep going. ððð²ð» ððµð²ð» ð¶ðâð ðð¹ðŒð. ððð²ð» ððµð²ð» ð»ðŒ ðŒð»ð² ð¶ð ðð®ðð°ðµð¶ð»ðŽ. ððð²ð» ððµð²ð» ððŒð ð³ð²ð²ð¹ ð¹ð¶ðžð² ððŒðâð¿ð² ð¿ðð»ð»ð¶ð»ðŽ ð¶ð» ð°ð¶ð¿ð°ð¹ð²ð. Because one day, ððŒðâð¹ð¹ ð¹ðŒðŒðž ð¯ð®ð°ðž at the war you fought, the nights you endured, the fire you refused to let die ð®ð»ð± ð¿ð²ð®ð¹ð¶ðð².... ððŒð ðºð®ð±ð² ð¶ð ! And it wasnât by luck or chance , ðð ðð®ð ð¬ð¢ðš. ðððªð¥ð¯ðªðšð©ðµ ðµð©ð°ð¶ðšð©ðµ â ð ð°ð¶ð³ ð¥ð³ðŠð¢ð® ðªðŽð¯âðµ ðªð®ð±ð°ðŽðŽðªð£ððŠ. ððµâðŽ ð«ð¶ðŽðµ ðžð¢ðªðµðªð¯ðš ðµð° ðŽðŠðŠ ð©ð°ðž ð£ð¢ð¥ððº ðºð°ð¶ ðžð¢ð¯ðµ ðªðµâ ðºððð ððððð¡, ðððððððð & ðºððð ðð¢ðð ð¡ð ð¡ðð ððððð¡ ðð€ðð ð ð¡ððð ðððð ððð, ð ð¡ððð ðððððð, ð ð¡ððð ðððð¢ð ððð ð¡ð ðð¢ðð¡. ððð ð ð¡ððð ððð ð€ðð¡ððððð, ðŠðð¢ ððð¡ ð¡ððð âšïž
It's so good.. And i loved it as usual â£ïžðð
Such an amazing post queen! ððâš
Goodnight and have beautiful dreams, sleep amazing and take care too! ððâš
Be stubborn to move like hell. You gotta be stubborn like 300+ when you face faillure. Stubborn enought to keep breaking doors.
Being stubborn helps us to stop thinking too much about failing even if we are digging our own graves. This is who we are ! It's in our blood ð«ð©ž
Social media can the embodiment of somebody's moral portrait. I also respect you Miara :D. Showing "respect" in return is a very positif aspect of somebody's inner beauty. So yeah ! You got all my respect even if we don't eachother. Your posts reflects a part of you ð¥¹
And it helps other people too ð«¶ð»
Life was easy when we were kids ð
Life goes on. We don't look back in the past. We take notes from the past to make a better futur. So everything becomes easier (even if it's not perfect).
It's such an amazing post dear just like you ð
This post is so comforting and inspiring ð«ð
Great post, queenð¥¹ðð€
I think you dropped 2 things... ð ~ This AND MY JAW!!!!!
Oh my... AMAZING as always!!!ðŠð« Loved<3 Tysm queenieð¥âïž