Celui qui ne pleure pas, ne voit pas.
"You think women are weak? Women are forged of iron. My body, it has bled and blazed and broken, and yet it beats on. I am iron. A little rusted, perhaps, but still I endure."
-my 77 year old grandma, straight up reciting poetry at us to get out of going to the doctor’s office (via
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