“No, I’m not ok. But I haven’t been ok since I was 11, maybe 12. I am still here though. I’m still breathing. For me, sometimes, that will have to be enough.”— Clementine von Radics
“Everytime I see her, or hear her voice, or hear her thunder feet approaching I am so truly happy and I know how lucky we are to be happy that way, and never to be bored alone together.”— Ernest Hemingway
impulse: go mute and never talk again