Simone de Beauvoir, from Diary of a Philosophy Student: Volume 2, 1928-9; Monday, November 5
Text ID: —I have so much love in me that I would like to cry;
I never wanted a quiet, sensible sort of love. I wanted to be devoured.
Beau Taplin - The Devouring
Erika L. Sánchez, from “La Cueva”, Lessons on Expulsion
[text: Who is this
in the mirror? Why won’t you love me?
Why won’t you let me be?]
he kissed my scars and said: “you taste like the love others would drown in, but my thirst for you will always remain.”















