"he love me, he loves me not, we are taught to say, as we tear the flower from its flowerness. To arrive at love, then, is to arrive through obliteration. Eviscerate me, we mean to say, and I'll tell you the truth. I'll say yes"
este libro seguro que me deja mal, pero una se acaba acostumbrando
— Jun 18, 2026 11:53PM
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