in the end, we’ll all become stories.
thrifted and annotated copy of 'to the lighthouse' by virginia woolf.
so lovely, buying a book at the second-hand store and finding someone's annotations between the pages.
Crime and Punishment by Fyodor Dostoyevsky (translation by Constance Garnett)
𝔅𝔯𝔦𝔰𝔨 𝔞𝔦𝔯.
i’ll never be that me again
I'm so much comfortable with pain and hatered that only the smiling faces and generous souls terrify me
safe space (noun): a place or environment in which a person or category of people can feel confident that they will not be exposed to any harm.
This eating counter has so much character it could play several roles. As a dining table for two, it is a handsomely carved three-sided arrangement that allows you to sit facing your partner while eating rather than the wall.
Beyond The Kitchen: A Dreamer’s Guide, 1985
Eyes turn dry when there's no one to listen to the melancholic melodies of a tearing heart