Susan Sontag, As Consciousness Is Harnessed to Flesh

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Susan Sontag, As Consciousness Is Harnessed to Flesh
“If I told you about her, what would I say? That they lived happily ever after? I believe they did. That they were in love? That they remained in love? I’m sure that’s true. But when I think of her, of Elisa, the only thing that comes to mind is a poem, whispered by someone in love hundreds of years ago. ‘Unable to perceive the shape of you, I find you all around me. Your presence fills my eyes with your love. It humbles my heart. For you are everywhere.’”
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took my name away.
“These mountains that you are carrying, you were only supposed to climb.”
— Najwa Zebian (via quotemadness)
i am not built for something that is not an extravagant, deeply romantic love. i not only want to be adored, but i also want to be able to shower someone in unbridled, unapologetic adoration that is wholly accepted and believed. i want someone to love me the hardest on the days that i love myself least, and i want to help hold someone’s pieces together when they find themselves falling apart.
i want to be able to be my truest, most authentic self, unafraid to show someone all the funniest, smartest, deepest, darkest and scariest sides of who i am. I want to kiss someone in the rain, i want to drink coffee with someone every morning, i want someone to look at me like i hang the moon in the night sky, and i want even the most mundane tasks in life to be an adventure because in all things we do, we walk with the purest love for one another.
i do not want to be changed or watered down, i want to be amplified, raised to the best version of myself with the help of someone who will never leave my corner. i want to blossom into whatever it is that i was always meant to be, and i want to be part of the same for them. i want sleepy 3am kisses and sloppy afternoon sex, i want unconditional, i want undying.
in the end, i break my own heart. i ask and dream and wish and expect and hope too much. i am a goddess of over-romanticizing, and it truly is a blessing and a curse to feel everything so deeply.
“Memories are dangerous things. You turn them over and over, until you know every touch and corner, but still you’ll find an edge to cut you.”
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