words coupled into memories
I really like this passage quite a bit:
What was this about? She didn't want me. This was fear, this was the primal fear of abandonment, it was childhood, fear of death, the infinite void, fear of the unknown. This was not about me. That's what killed me, worked me into a cold astrological bitch. To have someone know you so thoroughly and not want you. Is there anything more painful? I was a favored piece of clothing that had lost its novelty. I was bound for the thrift store, to be bought by someone who would think I was new. - Valencia, p. 139
No, it's not how I feel right now. Nothing of the sort. It hits a very familiar chord, and I'm complacent with simply knowing that my chord doesn't resonate alone.
Mmmmm. I still don't feel very good, but I'm going to dinner anyway. I will probably pay for it tomorrow.
Think I'll write some more tonight. And dream/hope a little.
What was this about? She didn't want me. This was fear, this was the primal fear of abandonment, it was childhood, fear of death, the infinite void, fear of the unknown. This was not about me. That's what killed me, worked me into a cold astrological bitch. To have someone know you so thoroughly and not want you. Is there anything more painful? I was a favored piece of clothing that had lost its novelty. I was bound for the thrift store, to be bought by someone who would think I was new. - Valencia, p. 139
No, it's not how I feel right now. Nothing of the sort. It hits a very familiar chord, and I'm complacent with simply knowing that my chord doesn't resonate alone.
Mmmmm. I still don't feel very good, but I'm going to dinner anyway. I will probably pay for it tomorrow.
Think I'll write some more tonight. And dream/hope a little.