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when people think you’re nobody, they’ll say all types of stupid shit in front of you as if you aren’t there.
you might be able to dupe the boss, but karma is elegant, and God sees everything.
Nobody needs to know everything about everybody’s life.
But me, as a mother? I never wanted that for my girls—to experience that type of violence, because sometimes getting hit like that made you think you didn’t deserve to fucking smile.
Like they always tell us, there is no saint without a past, no sinner without a future.
Part of me wondered what it would be like to be a kid again, to not have to work, to lie in bed all day, to simply open my mouth and scream. Surely somebody would run to my side and cradle me in the dark, whisper It’s okay my love, over and over again into my ear, until I fell asleep.
