Believe

Next time you tell me I can’t do something, I am going to shove a rag through your mouth and choke your neck to the point of suffocation. When you are deprived of oxygen, and are jostling for life, eyes coming out of your ducts, face getting pale; you would do anything and everything to survive. You would scratch, claw, kick, scuffle till your last moment. Please don’t make me asphyxiate you, for you to realize the kind of struggle I want you to devote to succeed. ...