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This town will always be too small for all the dreams held inside my head. I'm sorry but I cannot stay. World ain't round drops off sharp at the edge of town ...Lucy you know the world must be flat 'Cos when people leave town, they never come back. (Hal Ketchum lyrics Small Town Saturday Night)

I used to think this about home . But now I know it's not the small town that stops you dreaming its if you stop yourself believing you can dream! You can dream anywhere anytime!

Describes my life right now... So thankful for the changes, but I'm going to miss the here and now!!

story of my life right now."You get a strange feeling when you leave a place, like you'll not only miss the people you love, but you miss the person you are at this time and place because you'll never be this way ever again" - Azar Nafasi

Hard loosing a pet :(. I miss my Jill so much. She was my first baby and I was blessed to have her for 16 years.

After we had to put our senior cat, Buddy, down almost 14 yrs ago, abt a week later I saw him walkin down our hall. Still miss my Buddy as well as all my furbabies who hav crossed the rainbow bridge.

— teaching survival to my heart // poetry and art journal by noor unnahar // journaling ideas inspiration, diy craft, poetic words artsy quotes writing writers of color pakistani artist, instagram creative photography, tumblr indie grunge pale hipsters aesthetics, notebook stationery handwritten inspiring //

teach your heart how not be like glass it shatters; delicately a beautiful tragedy toughen it with fire of strength and bravery so it couldn't break that easily — teaching survival to my heart // poetry

poetry by Noor Unnahar // words quotes writing handwritten notebook journal art journaling writers of color, tumblr indie pale grunge hipsters aesthetics floral aesthetic, instagram creative artists photography ideas inspiration

wherever the tomorrow is it's already a yesterday somewhere else whenever our waters fall in love with the sinking ships some of us have to drown to live whoever asks about the death of starts we tell them about the birth of ends.