“i feel small; but so are stars from a distance.”
— ten word poem, i.
"Sometimes monsters are invisible, and sometimes demons attack you from the inside. Just because you cannot see the claws and the teeth does not mean they aren’t ripping through me. Pain does not need to be seen to be felt.”

La contraddizione insita nell’avere una borsa d’acqua calda sulla pancia per via del ciclo e un ventilatore puntato sulla faccia, il tutto di primo agosto mentre piove come se fosse novembre.

"When I was eight or nine, there was a very scary case of a guy who murdered four children in my community. I had no conscious memory of it, but now I’m sure that we all must have felt for these kids. We must have felt it, but no one was saying anything. I wonder now how much that impacted on me without my knowing it. The past is never really past.”
— Megan Abbott (via kushandwizdom)
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