Ok I’m actually kinda emotionally wrecked over chapter 123. The cat was her last shred of comfort and companionship and she cut it, because she put its happiness before her own, acting selflessly, and put her trust in another human. And all of it was ripped away from her so cruelly. Her mom died so she could save that cat, but at least she saved the cat, and now everyone’s dead. She made the mistake to trust and now she’s alone.
The more we see of her the more I think we can understand why Yuko was so important to Asa.
WHAT IS THE SHAPE OF THIS PROBLEM? VIII of IX — LOUISE BOURGEOIS, 1999 [letterpress & lithograph | 12 × 17" (2)]
in the mood for love (2000), dir. wong kar wai
portrait of a lady on fire (2019)
argentina vs france (2022)
anyone else sick to death of that fucking elephant
hey (with the intention of forcing you to read my favourite books)
— a girl is a haunted house, tathève simonyan
[text ID: I was born from a mother, like you, / Wearing nothing but the pride of innocence, / Wrapped in my blissful indifference, / But I couldn’t scream like you / And I couldn’t cry like you / And I couldn’t smile like you. / I grew up enchained to these walls, like you, / Filled with nothing but a promise of excellence / (What a merciless fraudulence!) / But I couldn’t walk like you / And I couldn’t talk like you / And I couldn’t keep the child in me alive like you. / Your existence in this world seems so effortless, / Yet I struggle to lure each breath in. / And at night, when this itch of my skin / Softly whispers that I’ll never win / Even trying alone seems so meaningless.]
I should start posting franz kafka style diary quotes but it’s from my journal from when I was 11/12 and obsessed with naruto