“mia knew the weight that said nothing will ever be different from what it is now, that the world has lost all dimension and has turned to stone.”

“mia knew the weight that said nothing will ever be different from what it is now, that the world has lost all dimension and has turned to stone.”

“mia knew the weight that said nothing will ever be different from what it is now, that the world has lost all dimension and has turned to stone.”

“and it was the pretending that might explain how she could smile so brightly while her mind felt nothing - as if, at these times, there existed a disconnection between outer and inner, a shutting off, and the key to her happiness lay in warding off pain, or dodging it, or pushing it into the shape of something else - like shame or anger or even hope.”

“for a moment, she let herself be defeated, wished herself not exactly annihilation but into a temporary absense, into being nowhere and no one just for a little while.”