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by Millie Belizaire

People aren’t like numbers—they aren’t predictable. People lie. People pretend. People don’t always make much sense.

Trauma is like cement; time only makes it more solid.

Time doesn’t heal most wounds. If you’re lucky, time distracts you long enough so that you can forget.

“Aht-aht, I’m your best friend, not your yes-bitch. I don’t have to agree with everything you say.”

You can never win against someone if you don’t ever want to see them lose.

If forgetting all the horrible things that happened to you makes surviving an easier thing to accomplish, that’s exactly what your brain will do.