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You know whatβs beautiful about grasses? They grow without having to choose where, not having to choose whoβs gonna be beside them, not having to choose what color they would be. Theyβre much more free than we areβ¦theyβre much more simple. We donβt get to choose where weβre gonna be born, we donβt get to choose the people weβd be with,Β we donβt get to choose our color. Β Is that bad?
Perhaps. If you get to live in a place where people view themselves superior than others then it is. Especially for the weak-hearted me.
βA good heart will always be happy for everyone. But, most of the time, a good heart gets hurt very badly because it expects only good things from others.β
When I read this quote yesterday I felt a pinch in my heart. It speaks too well of how I am and how blindly I am about the people around me. If thereβs a way out of this dark place Iβd run to it and be free.
Then again Iβm just a grass that grew in the midst of tulips and daisies.
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A post for Unique Exposures, Macro Monday, I β₯Β macro.
Wonderful macro, and the texture!
Beautiful shot! I love the softness of the image!
hmmβ¦same here. i get hurt easily but i have come to accept that since i was made this way, i just have to keep being good and God will take care of the rest.
beautiful photo.
i love the quote and i love the photo too π