Aida

“El desamor es tópico, ridículo, monumentalmente exagerado. Pero duele”
― Rosa Montero, La ridícula idea de no volver a verte

“A veces las relaciones que se cimentan en el daño son más persistentes que las que se basan en el amor.”
― Rosa Montero, La ridícula idea de no volver a verte

“I think the therapists around this place think that if you know yourself, then somehow you’ll be better and healthier and you’ll be able to leave this place and live out your days as a happy and loving human being. Happy. Loving. I hate those words. I’m supposed to like them. I’m supposed to want them. I don’t. Don’t like them, don’t want them. This is the way I see it: if you get to know yourself really well, you might discover that deep down inside you’re just a dirty, disgusting, and selfish piece of shit. What if my heart is all rotted out and corrupted? What about that? What am I supposed to do with that information? Just tell me that. Most of the time I get the feeling that I’m just an animal disguised as an eighteen-year-old guy. At least I’m hoping that maybe deep down inside I’m a coyote.”
― Benjamin Alire Sáenz, Last Night I Sang to the Monster

“Even girls made of stars are captives, bound at the wrists and traded like property. Even girls made of stars aren't asked, aren't believed, aren't considered worth the effort unless they can offer something in return.
Even girls made of stars buy into those lies sometimes.”
― Ashley Herring Blake, Girl Made of Stars