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You’ve gotta dance like there’s nobody watching,
Love like you’ll never be hurt,
Sing like there’s nobody listening,
And live like it’s heaven on earth.

One day you’ll wake up
and find that the pain’s
still there but it doesn’t
hurt quite so much.

When people hurt you over and over, think of them like sandpaper. They may scratch and hurt you for a bit but, in the end, you end up polished and they end up useless.

This was the kind of hurt that could only be inflicted by someone you loved, who you thought loved you. It was sort of like being stabbed from the inside out.

Here’s the thing about broken hearts: You can always survive them. Always. No matter how deep the hurt, the capacity to heal and move on is even stronger.

You don’t get to choose
if you get hurt in this world…
but you do have some say in
who hurts you. I like my choices.

You don’t
get to choose
if you get hurt in this world…
but you do have
some say in
who hurts
you.
I like
my choices.

Maybe there’s
something you’re afraid to say,
or someone you’re afraid to love,
or somewhere you’re afraid to go.
It’s gonna hurt.
It’s gonna hurt
because it matters.

You don’t get to choose
if you get hurt in this world…
but you do have some say
in who hurts you.

You get tough like me
and you don’t get hurt.
You look out for yourself
and nothin’ can touch you…