"I’m trying to get out of my brokeness."
“Why are you broke?”
“I was born broke. Nobody ever gave me anything. Nobody ever bought me anything. But I made it hard on myself too. I left school. I left home. I threw all my stuff in the street and left.”
“Why’d you do that?”
“My feelings were hurt. Nobody ever cared about me. Nobody ever said: ‘Charlie, what’s wrong?’ They said, ‘Shut up, Charlie. We’ve got our own problems.’”
Photography | Livia Alcalde
— Napoleon Hill (via awakenedvibrations)