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she no longer aspired for much. oh, she still remembers her younger self’s unconventional happiness and her old creativity but she also sees the costs of the apartments in the glass of those real estate agency, she sees the cost of a meal in the blown up menus next to the restaurants she passes by, she sees and sees and sees how far away she is from anything.
sometimes she lies on her mattress and wonders if she ever really had the opportunity to succeed: did she, in her franticness to grow up and do proud, delude herself with fantasies of opportunities? or were those she thought opportunities merely closed doors she fancied open? perhaps she lacked the monetary assistance, perhaps she lacked in connections, perhaps...perhaps...
she ponders and remembers as she survives on white bread and rots in the four by four prison of her mind.
This is how you break a heart and how you tame a tiger.
Inspired by the photo series Time to tame the tigers? by Saskia WESSELING Image #2, #4, #6
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