​Don't we all agree that Stockholm is the capital of Scandinavia? 

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​I've never wanted much in life, I've never been a party person, I've never been a stylish lavish life person, I've always prefered cities with not much fame, not the ones who are highly recommended, I prefered cities that offer more than beauty, the ones that offer life, that offer fresh air mixed with nostalgia, the ones that feel like, you've always missed but you've never been. I prefer songs that are not the latest trend, movies that are not famous, I prefer the quitness of the forest and the beauty of the lakes rather than populated seas. I prefered the rainstorms and snowstorms rather than the ones that you cannot feel the presence. I prefer hurricanes, Cause I myself am One.

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Why I consider this movie the best of the last 5 years? Well lets start with the beginning, Someone who had nothing in lie but hope and dreams which he achieved by believing in them. But that's not all, choosing people with different or unique features making them believe in themselves when everyone hated them. So basically it's about someone who rose from nothing to create a spectacle that became a worldwide sensation, making all those people to feel proud for their differencies, and making us all feel good if we're not perfect. So my rate is 10/10.

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I have lived more than a thousand years. I have died countless times. I forget precisely how many times. My memory is an extraordinary thing, but it is not perfect. I am human.

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But what is a rose without its thorns? It wouldn't be as beautiful I guess, it would be something everybody would dare to touch. I think the thorns are its personality, cause something so beautifuly made couldn't be flawless. Its the same with us humans if a beautiful appearance did not have a personlaity and some flaws it would't be called beautiful.

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​Sometimes we learn more about life from books than from everything else. We learn that noone is perfect and that's okay, we learn to love and let go, we learn that holding on hurts more sometimes than letting go. we learn that  we are everything we need in life, and we don't need a partner to complete us as long as we have faith in ourselves. We learn that the human mind and body are as strong as we believe it to be, and we learn that when we think we cannot live without someone thats when God challenges us about it. Books are wiser than any other lesson we might get from people. ´


                        G.GJ

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And kid, you’ve got to love yourself. You’ve got wake up at four in the morning, brew black coffee, and stare at the birds drowning in the darkness of the dawn. You’ve got to sit next to the man at the train station who’s reading your favorite book and start a conversation. You’ve got to come home after a bad day and burn your skin from a shower. Then you’ve got to wash all your sheets until they smell of lemon detergent you bought for four dollars at the local grocery store. You’ve got to stop taking everything so goddam personally. You are not the moon kissing the black sky. You’ve got to compliment someones crooked brows at an art fair and tell them that their eyes remind you of green swimming pools in mid July. You’ve got to stop letting yourself get upset about things that won’t matter in two years. Sleep in on Saturday mornings and wake yourself up early on Sunday. You’ve got to stop worrying about what you’re going to tell her when she finds out. You’ve got to stop over thinking why he stopped caring about you over six months ago. You’ve got to stop asking everyone for their opinions. Fuck it. Love yourself, kiddo. You’ve got to love yourself.

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I dream of the winter in my heart turning to spring

While the ice gives way

Under my feet
And so I drown with the Sun

I've been burning in water and drowning in flame
To prove you wrong and scare you away
I admit my defeat and walk back home
Your heart
Under the rose

I open my eyes with a sigh of relief
As the warmth of summer sunlight dances around me
And I see you with the dead leaves in your hands

-photo credentials Mikel Gjyshka

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It happens slowly at first. You don't want to get out of bed one morning. Or maybe you avoid your friends. Perhaps you fail a test because of how stressed it made you. Maybe you think you look particularly unattractive that day. But eventually it becomes more. You start to hate everything about yourself. You see no point in life. Your thoughts eat you alive at night, and you can't drag yourself out from under the covers in the morning. You can't convince yourself to get anything accomplished. You're exhausted. You stop eating all together. Your self hatred, your depression just hits you like a train. One day, you realize that it's gotten out of control, but you have no idea how. You can't remember the last time you were happy. And you want to die. This sorrow, this sadness, this hopeless slowly infects your soul. It poisons you so quietly that you don't notice until it's too late. Please don't forget to take care of yourself first,

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Instead of showing off your nails, *expensive* your accesories, your clothes, your purse, your food grab a fucking book and sit in the corner and feed your mind instead of your ego.´-sincerely ME.

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