нανє уσυ єνєя ℓσσкє∂ συт тнє ωιи∂σω αи∂ ωσи∂єяє∂, ωнαт'ѕ gσιиg σи σи тнє σтнєя ѕι∂є σf тнє ωσяℓ∂ яιgнт иσω?

∂σ уσυ єνєя тнιик ѕσ нαя∂ тнαт уσυя нєα∂ ѕтαяѕ тσ нυят? αвσυт ωнαт'ѕ gσιиg σи σи тнє σтнєя ѕι∂є σf тнє ωσяℓ∂ яιgнт иσω?

∂σ уσυ єνєя тнιик ωнαт уσυ киσω αи∂ киσω ωнαт тнєу иєє∂ σи тнє σтнєя ѕι∂є σf тнє ωσяℓ∂ яιgнт иσω?

вє¢αυѕє ℓєт мє тєℓℓ уσυ...

ρєσρℓє иєє∂ ωнαт уσυ киσω, тнιик ωнαт уσυ тнιик, αи∂ ωαит ωнαт уσυ ωσи∂єя. 

ρєσρℓє иєє∂ тσ вє ѕнσωи ωнαт тнєу ∂єѕєяνє αи∂ иσт ωнαт тσ ℓινє υи∂єя.

ѕσ ιf уσυя єνєя ℓσσкιиg συт α ωιи∂σω αи∂ тнσυgнт αвσυт тнєѕє ρєσρℓє, вє ρяєραяє∂ тσ киσω тнαт тнєу'яє тнιикιиg αвσυт уσυ тσσ. αи∂ ωнαт'ѕ gσιиg σи σи тнє σтнєя ѕι∂є σf тнє ωσяℓ∂,
яιgнт
иσω
.

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"Success without Failure"

Success without failure is like the clouds without the sky,

Success without failure is like the ocean without a tide.

Success without failure is like purple without red or blue,

Success without failure is like me without you.

We all ficus on what makes a person "all that".  Or what kind of successes they have in their life.

But what we ALL don't and need to know is that these people started out right where you are, right now.  Yep.  Right at this very moment.

They were thinking of the people who inspired them to become what they are today.  They may have failed a few times a long the way, but that's what made them who they are.

Failures are just learning experiences.

Success without failure is like you without your DREAMS.

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WORDS I HAVE TO INCLUDE: Dog, Illuminate, vex, insanity, house

i see the city lights illuminating, making the the sky seem closer to me.

little dogs scurry along the streets, scampering and playing to their hearts content.

bright signs light up as well as the buildings, some false advertising.  

they look real though, they would have vexed me if i didn't know better.

some people must be insane if they think the city life isn't hard.

it is

it very much is.

that's why a house a house apart from all of these illuminating lights, running dogs, vexing signs & insane people is what i like more.

don't get me wrong the city can be beautiful, but only if one lets it be...

THE CITY

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Why Am I Here? 

Why am I here? People ask this when they are doubting themselves, their friends and everything around them.

Well let me tell you...

-     You are here to learn.  In school,in life and in any experience.

-     You are here to feel.  In friends, in family and in relationships.

-     You are here to lead.  In teams, in groups  and in adventure.

-     You are here to explore.  In nature, in feeling and in any situation.

-     You are here to change.  In problems, in society and in the impossible.

So why do people ask why they are here?  

They don't see that they are here to learn, to feel, to lead, to explore and to change.  All these things are what the world needs, and YOU are here to provide it.

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These are the things in this world that stand out to me.  Things you can't always see.

Things like thoughts in your head, when you see someone you love.

Things like the colors you see in songs...

"This one reminds me of Periwinkle."

"This is all Dusk."

"I can only think of Amber right now." 

Things like when you can tell when someone's wheels are turning inside their head.

Things like when someone is trying to hide their emotions...but you can clearly see them.  Weather that person likes it or not.  

Things like when you know someone is bothered by something.  They try not to show it because they are scared that the people around them will judge them for it.  The people around them don't get what they are feeling.  And even though these people around you TRY to connect and say something like..."Oh "I've been there," or "I know what you mean."

NO YOU DON'T.

You don't know the countless struggles that I've had to go through.  because I HIDE THEM FROM YOU.  

I am TERRIFIED that you will judge me and make me feel like your life is somehow worse. 

NO IT'S NOT.

I know that there can be people in worse situations than me.  But you aren't one of those people.  Believe me.  I KNOW how sucky life can be.  

 How people can ABUSE you without laying a hand on you.

How people can KILL with words.

How people END THEIR LIVES because of something that some shit head said to them.  Thats UNTRUE and just meant to HURT and BRUISE and TORTURE.

Things like this are all around us.  You can't always see everything... but you can definitely try to tell if someone is really hurting.  These things stand out to me.  Because under all the ANGUISH, and the PAIN, and the DEPRESSION is a person who once had happy feelings in them.  Until people who were blind to these things put all the DOUBT and REGRET there.  

Try to read people like books.

You don't know how much of  a difference it will make and who's life you might save.

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I stand there looking out onto the turf football field, surrounded by the black track.  The football boys running around like wet hens trying to get the ball and maybe make a play with it.  

The cross country kids running around the track watching the plays happen.

The middle school football players practicing like there's a game that night.  

The middle school track kids running circles around the football teams.  In their black uniforms and a rainbow of different short colors.  

The Cheerleading team making sure everyone knows that they are there and proud to be.  Perfect hair, perfect bodies, perfect everything.  Maybe that's why the cheerleaders are always the popular ones. 

Teachers walking out to their cars. Shoving loads of papers in the trunks and putting their hands on their heads.  Because they know what we know...that we are all going to have to come back here again really firkin early in the morning.  And then stay after for 2+ hours for school sports. 

The metronome for the marching band going off in the background of it all.  Tick...Tick...Tick...Tick.  Very faint.  They have to practice for special events coming soon.  *cough cough HOMECOMING cough cough*

Then finally I look around me to see my team.  Practicing hard and fast.  Working hard to prepare themselves for the games coming up.  

The infield working on "pop up grounders".  One of the most annoying things ever.  It doesn't help that we have a piece of crap field.  Each girl equipped with a mask or mouthguard to protect them from the harm that comes with playing.  

The outfield working on "first step back" and "cuts".  I am not an outfielder.  But my coach wants us to try everything...For the teams sake.  

I am sitting waiting for my catcher.  She slowly and carefully puts on her legs, then chest protecter, then her cage.  

I warm up first doing "snaps" of each pitch, Fastball, Curve Ball, Change up, Drop?  

Then I move on to the halfway pitch.  These are a little more fun.  I throw every pitch I can.  

Then walk throughs: I get a running start and charge for the catcher while pitching.   These are the most fun. 

The time comes when I have to pitch full motion.  I sit back, clear my mind, relax and as I pitch I listen to my surroundings...

The football boys' grunting

The Cheerleaders' yelling

The middle school teams'  feet running around in the grass.

and the very faint steady Tick...Tick...Tick...Tick...

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