that one bish

You have galaxies inside of your head, stop letting people tell you that you cannot shine.

ocheano:

“My dearest inner child: 

I’m sorry for torturing you with my words and hurtful thoughts

I’m sorry for blaming you and don’t believing in you

I’m sorry I wasn’t strong enough

I’m sorry for letting loneliness kill you 

I’m sorry because I haven’t always listened 

I’m sorry I burdened you I was toxic

I’m sorry for all the pain I’ve caused you

I ask you for forgiveness  

I invite you to share with me now 

I’m here for you 

I hear you 

I love you”

— Things you learn as you grow older

(Source: ocheano, via ocheano)

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