Antonia Perdu

“We were bullied, broken, built up, bronzed and polished. We grew dull, dusty, doubtful, dark, and forgetful.Yet we still know that we can love deeply.”

“Dear Optimism, nice to see you. I've got an extra room, how about you stay for a while.”

“If you keep picking at that scab on your heart, it won't heal.”

“I am at times prisoner to the darkness. Light will find a way in I am always assured. The sun has not died. The moon has not died. I live.”