Crematoryy
Autophagic Loneliness
- Feb 12, 2025
- 273
If in this life I cannot be loved by the one I gave myself to, may I at least be loved by another person; If in this life no one wants to love me, then may I feel the love of the imaginary presences that my own mind created. At any cost, I will be, and want to be desired. If the world does not offer me tenderness, I will cannibalize my flesh just to feel the firm physical touch. If the world does not console me, I will heal myself in solitude.