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emily
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‘—fever—result of—days wandering here and there—repudiating—loving the same things a thousand times over. Of those nights—dark—silent—tiny stars winking up high. The woman—on the bed—vigilant eye in the half-light. The hazy white bed swimming in darkness. Tiredness slithering through her body—lucidity fleeing the octopus—She—preferred a thousand times over that it was raining—would have been—much easier to sleep—’
— Jan 16, 2026 01:14AM
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emily
is on page 66 of 220
‘Music—vibrated—so intimate—revealed itself—she heard someone repeat—slightest nuances—sounds—surprised—how she had been invaded—scattered. She didn’t feel its harmony anymore when it became popular—it was no longer hers. Or even when she heard the piece several times—which destroyed the similarity—because her thoughts never repeated themselves—while music could be renewed—she didnt identify profoundly w/ all sounds’
— Jan 17, 2026 03:12AM
emily
is on page 24 of 220
'Deep down the animal—disgusted her—she still had—desire to please—to be loved by someone as powerful as her dead aunt. To then walk all over her—to disown her without a second thought. Because the best phrase—goodness makes me want to be sick—It smelled of raw meat kept for too long. Without entirely rotting in spite of everything. It was freshened up from time to time—seasoned—enough to keep—lukewarm—quiet meat.'
— Jan 14, 2026 12:32AM
