He loves, he does not love how many daisy leaves we wasted. We didn't get our love for our love. We made excuses and criticized our defects the most and we did not like ourselves. Yeah, we didn't.
At the center of our lives we had everyone outside. Our door is always open to everyone, but we don't even have a door for ourselves. We were interested in how much we loved it rather than love. We never run after the self, we did not run. No elemen. Elalem has always been our chief merchant.
We've always broken the mirror, we took the mirror from the ground and never questioned who we were. We stopped looking for love, we walked on long roads, but we never went any way. We've waited from the others. How much we waited to be loved. We loved our always beaten again beat our knees, we love knee tattoo.
We have endless compassion, except for one person; ourselves. How much do we like it, not this, that we love ourselves? Why is our compassion always consuming for ourselves when we have plenty of people?
Let us discover, but first we say our compassion and start. Self-compassion is the ability to be friends with ourselves. To be a friend and to be our own supporter. That sounds good, doesn't it? Supporting ourselves.
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