“ We writers are resilient souls. ”
Because even if the lie is beautiful, the truth is what you face in the end.
~ Lauren Destefano
A strange thing, words. Once they're said, it's hard to imagine they're untrue.
Don't you miss it? I say. Being free.He laughs.
I wish I had a memory of that first violent shove, the shock of cold air, the sting of oxygen into new lungs. Everyone should remember being born. It doesn't seem fair that we only remember dying.
