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(via death-by-lulz)

Once I left him alone in the cyber world, I learned to enjoy myself and that I had worth and that I was beautiful and I was leading a beautiful, awesome life. I stopped checking up on him and started checking in on myself. I looked at my own Instagram pictures and my own Facebook wall and started appreciating my friends and family more, and how much fun we were having in these pictures, and the stupid videos we were leaving on each other’s walls and really started loving and living my life. And you know what? He wasn’t apart of any of those things, yet I still knew how to smile.