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“But you know… I’ve always believed in the good. I really tried. But I’ve always been so afraid of the worst. My anxious mind keeps playing terrifying scenarios over and over, like a broken record. And depression… since I was a teenager, it didn’t make me a better person. It didn’t strengthen me. It just made me hunted… like a sheep surrounded by wolves. And now, I feel like I’m about to be eaten alive.”

“Hope is a better friend than despair.”

“He was considering giving up. "No. Don't Stop." I unsheathed my other blade. "Give me a fair fight, and I'll give you a fait death, Ibrihim." His jaw tightened. After a moment, he forced open his shaking fingers and let his bow fall to the ground. When he drew his sword, he could barely support the weight of it. Still he threw everything he had into those final strikes. And when I wrenched him close, when I prepared my killing blow, that one remaining eye met mine, as if looking into a mirror. "I'm glad it was you," he said, quietly.”

“My love isn’t destroying me. It’s giving me strength. When two people love each other, that love can cripple you, the other person can cripple you because that love is divided between two persons. My love isn’t unrequited either. Unrequited love is where no one holds power to destroy you but yourself. Mine is incomplete, and there’s a difference. An incomplete love holds on to hope until the very end.”

“The dark skies of despair are no match for the bright skies of hope.”

“Mark's expecting his first child, and he tells us he might not be present for the birth. As the only person who's birthed a baby, I'm stunned. And genuinely curious. "What would you be doing instead?" I asked him. Like, what in the world could possibly be more meaningful to him than the birth of his first child? He had no idea. Just "something more important might come up.”

“If you are going through hell, keep walking until you reach heaven.”

“I have mastered the art of vanishing without ever leaving the room. I sit at tables where no one saves me a seat, where voices rise and fall like tides, but never crash against my shore. I nod, I smile, I speak— but my words evaporate midair, unanswered, unheard, like a prayer swallowed by an empty church.”

“The walls still hold your voice, thin as dust, settled into the cracks, soft enough that if I press my ear close, I swear I hear you breathing. The air is thick with almost-words, syllables that never found a home, sentences that collapsed before they reached my mouth.”

“Culture is an identity and identity is a weapon which can work its way around strong foundations decaying them from the inside with the help of wrecking beliefs known as superstitions. However, every culture must have a superstition without which its uniqueness is lost.”

“So this is it, after all the fight is gone. After all the inner and outer battles are fought. After all the tears have dropped and dried. After all the lust and privilege to each others pleasure has been spent. After our companies over stayed their welcome together. After our conversations and laughter lost its potency. After our hands lost the sensations of each others touch. After our last three kisses. After, after no explanation. ANONYMOUS”