You're trying not to tell him you love him, and you're trying to choke down the feeling, and you're trembling, but he reaches over and he touches you, like a prayer for which no words exist, and you feel your heart taking root in your body, like you've discovered something you don't even have a name for.
sharpening oneself to the finest edge of perfection in order to feed or challenge external expectations and comments , and ending up of perpetrating horrific things leading to the eerie beautiful spiralling of one's own conscience.
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i’m a slow reader, i feel no shame in admitting that. it takes time to appreciate the words- i want to savor them, really see them, have them penetrate my mind before going the next and doing it all over again
Watching qala was like watching an accident happen in slow motion....from the beginning the tone is set. Qala's interview with all male journalists, her voice quivering when asked abt marriage or her mother, cuts to her mother grieving abt her lost son as she even tries to take her daughter's life. Every scene leaves you unsettled as you watch qala slowly coming undone, knowing the thread could snap anytime soon. At the party, when u see qala surrounded by dancers in black quills, it's made clear how she has left her innocence. Even when she poisoned jagan u don't villainize her rather than u feel sad, knowing the path she has chosen.
Some of us are just born with tragedy in our blood
- Richard Kelly
When you are young, they assume you know nothing.
- Taylor Swift
mentally, i am sitting in a forest and reading my favourite books and listening to music while laying on the grass
"I cannot make you understand. I cannot make anyone understand what is happening inside me. I cannot explain it to myself."
- Franz Kafka
Sue Zhao