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I’m scared that people would lie to me or are lying to me. Compliments like “you’re so pretty” or “I love you” make me uncomfortable because I always think these are just made up things to make me feel better or because people feel obliged to tell me that for whatever reason.

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Sometimes you will never know the value of a moment, until it becomes a memory. Dr. Seuss
I’ll always want to kiss you.
Or touch you.
Or do that thing that drives you crazy.
And by that, I mean you literally go crazy when I call you “cranky pants.”
Sorry, but it makes me laugh.
And that’s important to someone
who’s given more than half of their life to tragedy.
I keep your side of the bed empty with a just-in-case mentality of
that hope’s middle name is maybe and maybe you miss me too.
One day,
you and I are going to make it through this.
And we’ll look back
and we’ll realize
that we have,
and we did,
Shane Koyczan (Promise) 
Admit to the bad days, the impossible nights. Listen to the insights of those who have been there, but come back. They will tell you; you can stack misery, you can pack disappear you can even wear your sorrow - but come tomorrow you must change your clothes. Shane Koyczan (Instructions for a bad days)
On you’re bad days can’t you just say ‘hey im having a bad day’ instead of calling me stupid,or poor. Andrea Gibson(Letter to the play ground bully.Poem)