You can take the daughter out of the slaughterhouse, but you can’t take the slaughterhouse out of the daughter.
Much respected be the seed, for the seed curseth the false idol, for no son yet tightened his own servant, and also abandoned it, even as the devil and the church, for we are eggs of his insides, and his worshippers. until the end of the line.
Don’t you see anything cringeworthy in a twenty-seven-year old woman who’s obsessed with praise being obsessed with praise?
Only when you learn to accept the hidden dimension of solutions, will you be face to face with empires
