Dafne

About me:

A heart’s a heavy burden.

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Ogni taglio, ogni cicatrice, ogni bruciatura, un umore o un tempo diverso. Gli raccontai quale fu il primo, gli raccontai da cosa scaturì il secondo. Me li ricordavo tutti, e per la prima volta nella mia vita mi sentii bella. Finalmente parte della terra, toccai il suolo e lui ricambiò il mio amore.

“Lolita, light of my life, fire of my loins. My sin, my soul. Lo-lee-ta: the tip of the tongue taking a trip of three steps down the palate to tap, at three, on the teeth. Lo. Lee. Ta. She was Lo, plain Lo, in the morning, standing four feet ten in one sock. She was Lola in slacks. She was Dolly at school. She was Dolores on the dotted line. But in my arms she was always Lolita.'' -Lolita, Nabokov. OMORI Mad Father Doki Doki Literature Club! Yandere Simulator Alice Madness Returns Ib “Very early in my life it was too late. It was already too late when I was eighteen. Between eighteen and twenty-five my face took off in a new direction. I grew old at eighteen. I don't know if it's the same for everyone, I've never asked. But I believe I've heard of the way time can suddenly accelerate on people when they're going through even the most youthful and highly esteemed stages of life. My ageing was very sudden. I saw it spread over my features one by one, changing the relationship between them, making the eyes larger, the expression sadder, the mouth more final, leaving great creases in the forehead. But instead of being dismayed I watched this process with the same sort of interest I might have taken in the reading of a book.” ― Marguerite Duras, The Lover

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