Certain kinds of knowledge rob people of their sleep.
— Haruki Murakami, 1Q84 (387)
Shrink to Fit | Naomi Campbell
Go where you are celebrated – not tolerated. If they can’t see the real value of you, it’s time for a new start.
I have been so detached from reality that I find myself stumbling through life. Tripping over trivial thoughts of the past and future, I am no longer present in your presence. I am a body, inhabited by a void that feeds on my ego. My soul is starving. I have been sitting complacently in the carousel of my habits, fears and self-loathing. I am dizzy with discomfort thinking about my own life. I need to stop spinning, but I can’t seem to plant two feet on the ground…
I’ve lost my balance.
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I wanted the whole world or nothing.
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