Cătălina

“I would like to be free, totaly free... free like an aborted child.”
― Emil Cioran, On the Heights of Despair

“La terasa ard facliile in sobele electrice, in jurul lor stau ciorchine oameni cu haine frumoase si sufletul varza, in acest ocean de deznadejde care este Controlul tineretii noastre.”
― Lavinia Braniște, Interior zero

“Totuși sexul și dragostea sunt două lucruri diferite
au sfere comune - așa cum plăcerea și fericirea se îngemănează
dar sexul dă viață și iubirea pute a moarte
sexul dă viață mai mult mie celui care mă fut decât unui potențial sclav-spermatozoid
de aia e FRUMOS
trăiești mai mult și mai intens prin el”
― Ştefan Bolea, Caietul Roxanei şi alte Jurnale

“when you walk, you look like you’re trying to disappear.
your back is gonna be fucked up.
why do you think change is so hard? is it because you’re afraid?
people might think you’re pretty, but they’ll never love you.
you talk like you’re apologizing for your own voice.
speak up.
grow up.
find your spine, stop shrinking.
there is nothing brave about keeping silent.
how many times have you been in love? I can’t picture it ever happening for you.
you lie because it makes you feel free. this is a prison.
you’re always gonna think about him. you will never get him out of your system.
I wish I never had to see you again.
you poor thing.
go to hell.
you may be a nice person but you will never be a good person.
no one is ever going to want to touch you.
is there a vision in your head of who you want to be?
you do not have the strength to become her.
there is no boat big enough to keep you from drowning in the sea of yourself.
go to bed, baby.
you are tired from all of this nothing.
sleep.
rest.”
― Caitlyn Siehl