Control

I actually don’t need to control my anger. Everyone around me needs to control their habit of pissing me off.

If I was meant to be controlled I would have come with a remote.

Controlling my tongue is no problem. It’s my face that needs deliverance.

“Control your emotions” doesn’t mean “avoid your emotions”. Feel your shit, understand your shit, but don’t lose your shit.

I used to think I had some control over my life. Now, I just pull up a chair and watch the shit show unfold before me.

You can’t always control who walks into your life. But you can control which window you throw them out of.