Alain Badiou, In Praise of Love (in conversation with Nicolas Truong) trans. Peter Bush
“I feel unspeakably lonely. And I feel - drained. It is a blank state of mind and soul I cannot describe to you as I think it would not make any difference. Also it is a very private feeling I have - that of melting into a perpetual nervous breakdown. I am often questioning myself what I further want to do, who I further wish to be; which parts of me, exactly, are still functioning properly. No answers, darling. At all.”
— Anne Sexton
I recognize song of achilles when I see it
i miss you more than i remember you
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