l'esprit de l'escalier
Please excuse the constant reveries and lapses of thought. My words aren't sincere, my mind isn't clear, and nothing I do will ever be art. Just like the moon, part of me will always be hidden away. Off-tract. Off-center. Off-scale. Off-beat.
You tried to change, didn’t you? Closed your mouth more, tried to be softer, prettier, less volatile, less awake…You can’t make homes out of human beings. Someone should have already told you that.
― Warsan Shire (via