We are the choices we make. And have to make. We aren’t anything else.
Your mind will believe comforting lies while also knowing the painful truths that make those lies necessary. And your mind will punish you for believing both.
Superior numbers versus superior firepower. A recipe for unending slaughter.
Stories are the wildest things of all. Stories chase and bite and hunt.
A knife is only as good as the one who wields it.
I remember the ache I used to feel when she got too close, how it felt like grief, how it felt like a loss, like I was falling, falling into nothing, how it clenched me up and made me want to weep, made me actually weep.