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I still can't hold it. It still looks like a car in flames. Maybe joy is the distance that never changes and the distance is what allows me to feel it.

Oh to be loved the way the day loves the night. See how slowly they separate? All day long the trees move, each leaf in a different direction, as if by the work of fingers on a body.

My mother is dead.
...
desire is still free.
We still love many people.

So far, hard to get past the second chapter when they made the main character be literally the worst person you know. Isabel girl you ARE getting on my last nerves.

Man do I love this book

Dulzura (sweetness)

Villiam... ur gay

Here we go again..

Pushing to reach the end of something insufferable

Reading this feels so violating
In unbearable ways

Forgive my boy's inherited crimes —
the voices that spin his brain into a wooden horse. Grant him a warm home, far away from this body.
My blood has never been & will never be
kind.

It's okay to lock yourself in the medicine cabinet,
to drink all the wine,
to do what it takes without staying.
It's okay to hate God today, to change his name to yours,
to ruin all that ruined you.

How small or altered or distant must a part of us be before it stops being a part of us?