[…] what the hell is tragedy? I am.
Journal 22 November 1995 — 18 April 1956, Sylvia Plath
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Something in me insists on the dark, seems like i praise it. I’m abandoned by comfort, who made me this unlovable, this condemned.
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She could see through my agony and still decided to love the parts i would let the light touch, her light.
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She gets a hold of her hands with ultimate delicacy, she’s fearing. What if wind blows the flesh away? what if she blinks and there’s no one to be holding?
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you bring to the mouth the things you want to eat.
so what is a kiss?
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"A kiss is the beginning of cannibalism," said Georges Bataile, or maybe he didn't. I haven't read the book this quote is supposed to appear in, Erotism: Death and Sensuality, but perhaps I will. I suspect I'd find it interesting, though I don't know that Bataile's book would pass the prison's censors.
Chelsea G. Summers - A Certain Hunger
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Come, Victor; not brooding thoughts of vengeance against the assassin, but with feelings of peace and gentleness, that will heal, instead of festering, the wounds of our minds. Enter the house mourning, my friend, but with kindness and affection for those who love you, and not with hatred for your enemies.
Mary Shelley - Frankeinstein
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[...] he is madly desirous of glory, or rather, to word my phrase more characteristically, of advancement in his profession.
Mary Shelley - Frankeinstein
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do you find the truth upsetting? but it’s just truth, you’re the reason it upsets you.
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4.48 Psychosis - Sarah Kane
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4.48 psychosis- Sarah Kane
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A Streetcar Named Desire - Tennessee Williams
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