"I never feel right unless my room is clean"
"Every day Lizaveta received from him a letter, sent now in this way, now in that. They were no longer translated from the German. Hermann wrote them under the inspiration of passion, and spoke in his own language, and they bore full testimony to the inflexibility of his desire and the disordered condition of his uncontrollable imagination."
— “Queen of Spades” by Aleksandr Pushkin
ON NOT APOLOGIZING
I am waiting for things to pick up. The tedium of everyday is more than bearable and so I am trying to put things onto myself. Explanations don’t feel suffice to me right now. I just want raw unspoken truths, please.
