Sarah Noffke

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No one ever told me how sorrow traumatizes your heart, making you think it will never beat exactly the same way again. No one ever told me how grief feels like a wet sock in my mouth. One I’m forced to breathe through, thinking that with each breath I’ll come up short and suffocate

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Taking a risk to survive isn’t that impressive. Taking a risk to be happy, that takes guts

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Sometimes the best thing about us isn’t what we’re gifted with, but what we can make others feel just by our very nature of existing

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Rarely does the truth set us free. Usually it chains us to the earth like a ghost

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Regret swallows broken men whole. Acceptance builds them anew