Anouscha

“I think the heart is kind of like a string.

It's difficult and hard, and there are times it can't be helped. And that's because it hurts as if a string, stretched across the chest, is being torn apart. Like strumming a guitar string tightened to its limit.

Sometimes it snaps, and you think it can't be fixed anymore.

But, if you put a new string like this, and have someone fix it for you, won't the wound heal, even just a little bit?”
― Natsuki Kizu

“What is a person, if not the marks they leave behind?”
― V.E. Schwab, The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue

“we were always in survival mode long after we didn’t need to be”
― Rupi Kaur, Home Body

“depression is silent
you never hear it coming
and suddenly it's
the loudest voice in your head”
― Rupi Kaur, Home Body