She wished there was somebody she could lean against; then she wished she was different, the sort of person who did not need to lean on others.
–Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie, Half of a Yellow Sun
(via blood on the leaves)

She wished there was somebody she could lean against; then she wished she was different, the sort of person who did not need to lean on others.
–Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie, Half of a Yellow Sun
(via blood on the leaves)