…you hold on to old experiences: injuries, injustices, and great love affairs, too.” I glanced up at her. “And you hold them in your joints and your organs and wear them on your skin. You carry your past with you even if you don’t remember any of it.
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| — | My Name Is Memory by Ann Brashares (via sincerelynacia) |
The greatest weapon anyone can use against us is our own mind; by praying on the doubts and uncertainties that already lurk there. Are we true to ourselves, or do we live for the expectations of others? And if we are open and honest, can we ever truly be loved? Can we find the courage to release our deepest secrets? Or in the end are we all unknowable? Even to ourselves.
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| — | Revenge (via raindropsonredroses) |
