“Everything was ours, our reality untamed by time and misogyny, and the price we’d pay for living remained alien to us.”
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“Everything was ours, our reality untamed by time and misogyny, and the price we’d pay for living remained alien to us.”
“If ever a saint could be described as not giving any fucks, it would be her.”
“He loved the sense that sex could be an intervention between two people.”
“I’ve seen too much writing lately that makes metaphors of hunger.”
“And all along, what happened to that thing we had originally wanted?”
“Words are like heartbeats: sooner or later, we will run out.”
“Normally to be standing wet and naked covered in someone’s shaved hair would be disgusting. And it was.”
“…your hunger became less interesting. Home had been there waiting, right inside of you.”
“There are millions of reasons to be late to a flight and only a very small number of them are desirable.”
“…that peculiar zen-like wisdom that must be as accessible to the unborn as to the dead.”