“I can’t make you understand. I can’t make anyone understand what is happening inside me. I can’t even explain it to myself.”

You will never be free until you free yourself from the prison of your own false thoughts.

Weinen ist eine Art, wie deine Augen sprechen, wenn dein Mund nicht erklären kann, wie gebrochen dein Herz ist.

بعض الأ شخاص، يقرأ حزنك عيونك حتى و أنت تبتسم.

“In Punjabi, there is no direct translation of “I miss you”. So I’ll say “Teri yaad sataundi ah” instead which roughly translates to “Your memory makes me suffer” and I think that’s more accurate.”

“I did not die, and yet I lost life’s breath.”

Sometimes, I cry so hard I can feel it in my ribs. / I feel like the real me is backed into a corner inside me