to escape the wreck of someone else’s memory. - Saeed Jones

And if, by chance, you asked him if he thought that girl was hot, he wouldn’t give you a clear answer one way or another. He would just rush on to the next sentence and ask where you were from.

However many masks we invent and deploy, in the end, we cannot control what other people see when they look at us.

Somewhere between the fact we know and the anxiety we feel is the reality we live. — MAMIE ELIZABETH TILL-MOBLEY