Dizz Tate

Is everything we find beautiful fake?

I remember feeling chased as a child but I never remember my mother chasing me. Perhaps she did not. Perhaps this is why I am the person I turned out to be.

And we already believed in horror more than we believed in beauty.

We feel one small heart break, but we look at each other and in our look is a reminder that we have already lived a hundred heartbreaks. We are foolish and resilient.

waiting tables probably teaches you more about humanity than any therapist could.

You can live a happy enough life with a broken bowl inside you. But you will always be wanting, a feeling as keen and common to you now as thirst.