strumpet wench harlot whore...vile seams "no this is what i choose"
wow, i have to thank kore over and over.
Desire which had stretched the nerve broke, and each nerve seemed to break separately, continuously, making incisions, and acid rain instead of blood. I writhed within my own life, seeking a free avenue to carry the molten cries, to melt the pain into a cauldron of words for everyone to dip into, everyone who sought words for their own pain. What an enormous cauldron I stir now; enormous mouthfuls of acid I feed the others now, words bitter enough to burn all bitterness.
...
But Jeanne, fear of madness, only the fear of madness will drive us out of the precincts of our solitude, out of the sacredness of our solitude. The fear of madness will burn down the walls of our secret house and send us out into the world seeking warm contact. Worlds self-made and self-nourished are so full of ghosts and monsters.
that, they are.
from house of incest by anais nin
notice
i'm pushing, for better or worse.
Desire which had stretched the nerve broke, and each nerve seemed to break separately, continuously, making incisions, and acid rain instead of blood. I writhed within my own life, seeking a free avenue to carry the molten cries, to melt the pain into a cauldron of words for everyone to dip into, everyone who sought words for their own pain. What an enormous cauldron I stir now; enormous mouthfuls of acid I feed the others now, words bitter enough to burn all bitterness.
...
But Jeanne, fear of madness, only the fear of madness will drive us out of the precincts of our solitude, out of the sacredness of our solitude. The fear of madness will burn down the walls of our secret house and send us out into the world seeking warm contact. Worlds self-made and self-nourished are so full of ghosts and monsters.
that, they are.
from house of incest by anais nin
notice
i'm pushing, for better or worse.