Thinking you’re the worst person in the world is no different than thinking you’re the best. It’s giving yourself a place in the universe you haven’t earned.
I can still let it go, I can still learn to grow into a child again. .. Silence is easy—it just becomes me. You don’t even know me; why lie about me?
...“There were so many fewer questions when stars were just the holes to heaven.”
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