Every Exquisite Thing

it’s time to be me

That’s what you learn when you grow up. No one knows the answers. No one.

And then one day you will look for you in the mirror and you’ll no longer be able to identify yourself—you’ll only see everyone else. You’ll know that you did what they wanted you to do. You will have assimilated. And you will hate yourself for it, because it will be too late.