Lib. X. 5

When you feel perpetually unmotivated, you start questioning your existence in an unhealthy way; everything becomes a pseudo intellectual question you have no interest in responding whatsoever. This whole process becomes your very skin and it does not merely affect you; it actually defines you. So, you see yourself as a shadowy figure unworthy of developing interest, unworthy of wondering about the world - profoundly unworthy in every sense and deeply absent in your very presence.

I ache, brilliantly.

‘Menstrual blood is as horrifying as the sacred: and, like the sacred, it forms a “semantic crossroads…where death and femininity, murder and procreation, cessation of life and vitality, all come together.’