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tendermimi

— Franz Kafka, Diaries 1910-1923

flowerytale

Sylvia Plath, from a letter to Ann Davidow-Goodman, featured in The Letters Of Sylvia Plath Volume I: 1940–1956

[Text ID: I know I’ll always think of you with something like hurt and nostalgia―and a great deal of love.]

lovelornnn

i’m tired of holding all of this

25 anni e l'unica cosa che non vedevo l'ora di fare oggi era tornare a casa, infilarmi sotto le coperte e piangere.

theoptia

Susan Sontag, from As Consciousness is Harnessed to Flesh: Journals and Notebooks, 1964-1980

Text ID: —to fill myself up. I always feel like I’m eating when I’m reading. And the need to read (etc. etc.) is like an awful raging hunger. So that I often try to read two or three books at a time.

valentina-poem

screws-loose-deactivated2017031

soracities

“Because it is night, because I am alone in someone else’s night, because this silence is too great for me, because I have two hands in order to sacrifice the better one and because I have no choice.”

— Clarice Lispector, from “The Foreign Legion”, Collected Stories (trans. Katarina Dodson)

lifeinpoetry

I am hungry for touch & ashamed to be looked at

— Safia Elhillo, from "Summer," Girls That Never Die

Inganniamo la morte ogni giorno attraverso il nostro corpo.

E’ tutto ciò che abbiamo, tanto da volere che il dolore prosegua anche dopo la morte. Che male enorme farebbe se, dopo la morte, ci strappassero via il dolore?

Abbiamo paura di soffrire, ma anche di non farlo. Almeno io ce l’ho: la sofferenza ti restituisce la cifra di quanto quello per cui soffri sia stato reale.