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Diary of Virginia Wolf
My God, my God, whose performance am I watching? How many people am I? Who am I? What is this space between myself and myself?
Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet
Loosing pieces of myself, confused about what I am, scared because I don't know if I'll ever find me again.
"It was beginning to worry him. [...] It was because he knew that if he tried anything, he would have to be certain about it, because he sensed, powerfully, that Jude, who was casual about nothing, certainly wouldn't be casual about sex."
"How easy would it be, he thought, to simply climb into bed next to him and fall asleep himself?There was something about it that seemed almost preordained, and the absurdity was not in the fact of it but in his resistance to the fact of it."
a shy man's way of holding someone else's gaze.

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That overwhelming feeling of running away hits my mind every second; how could I shut it up? It feels like it's the only thing left in my head.
The only remedy I've found is to imagine to run away from reality and anything related to it. I can't say it relieves myself and makes me feel better, but it is something, isn't it?
“We cannot sleep, and drop by drop at the heart the pain of pain remembered comes again, and we resist, but ripeness comes as well. From the gods enthroned on the awesome rowing-bench there comes a violent love.”
- Aesehylus, Agamemnon
"[...] x=x, he thinks; x=x, x=x."
-A little life, Hanya Yanagihara