— A Prayer, Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
[text ID: I’m only asking for strength for my days. Teach me the art of small steps.]
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— A Prayer, Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
[text ID: I’m only asking for strength for my days. Teach me the art of small steps.]
Today my forest is dark. The trees are sad and all the butterflies have broken wings.
The walls are closing and I can’t breathe
Because at the end of the day nobody really cares if you lay in bed with tears in your eyes and death on your mind.
The risk I took was calculated, but man, am I bad at math.
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Fariha Róisín, from Who Is Wellness For?: An Examination of Wellness Culture and Who It Leaves Behind
[Text ID: “I never fought back, I learned how to cry silently, I bore my sins.”]
“It was never discussed in my family, but all three of us were in hiding from something. My father acquired the tic of passing his palm over his face. As for my mother, she developed a problem with her eyes and went around in dark glasses, even indoors. It was pure ostrich magic—not seeing and hoping not to be seen. What exactly had the three of us feared? Nothing/everything—it was the fuzzy, underlying immigrant dread of punishment for being in the wrong place.”
— Michelle de Kretser, Scary Monsters
Scary part is you don’t know if your getting played or they actually into you
“Don’t explain. People only hear what they want to hear.”
— Paulo Coelho