rabia ☭

“My writing was all about you; all I did there, after all, was to bemoan what I could not bemoan upon your breast.”
― Franz Kafka, Letter to His Father

“I wish her more happiness than can fit in a person. I wish her the kind of happiness that spills over.”
― Nina LaCour, We Are Okay

“I know that I am always alone, even when surrounded by people, so I let the emptiness in.”
― Nina LaCour, We Are Okay

“Hunger, Red—to sate a hunger or to stoke it, to feel hunger as a furnace, to trace its edges like teeth—is this a thing you, singly, know? Have you ever had a hunger that whetted itself on what you fed it, sharpened so keen and bright that it might split you open, break a new thing out? Sometimes I think that’s what I have instead of friends.”
― Amal El-Mohtar, This Is How You Lose the Time War