Sava (Fang Runin’s version) > Recent Status Updates

Remembering your ex favourite influencers and going to their accounts after 2-3 years of not thinking ab them feels like remembering and stalking your ex over a sudden and remembering all the time you loved them…

‘I’m extremely confused’
You’re confused? I’m fucking confused, bro

“When night fell, I listened to the Songs that the Moon and Stars were singing and I sang with them.
The World feels Complete and Whole, and I, its Child, fit into it seamlessly. Nowhere is there any disjuncture where I ought to remember something but do not, where I ought to understand something but do not.”

Narnia reference??????

“It is the Statue of a Faun, a creature half-man and half-goat, with a head of exuberant curls.”

“I dreamt of him once; he was standing in a snowy forest and speaking to a female child.”

Reading all over again bc the first time I didn’t understand anything

This book sounds like some really dark shit and I am all for it

“Because the harm is the sea. The sea and the night together.”

This woman is delusional as fuck

Jee this woman is a monster.

This book is quite annoying and chaotic

“Empathy, I said to the police inspector, is an idiotic luxury indulged in by people who do nothing, and who are moved by the spectacle of suffering.”

“And if I added that I listen to Schubert, it wouldn’t be true, but nor would it be proof of my humanity, either, because the Nazis were fond of Schubert too.”

Girl tries to get away with crime by yapping lol

Girl are you Juniper from Yellowface?

“I’m through with it, thought Fanny. I’m through with not being able to live like everyone else. Over the rail she stepped, she who was such a powerful swimmer, and dropped into the sea.”

“But it’s also possible, of course, that we are powerless in the face of death, and that once she has started her filthy work no springtime can resist her.”

“Now that she’s in the grave, in a small country cemetery that resembles a garden, he imagines fluttering above the vault, like birds or cherubs, and still instinct with life, the dozen or so gestures that belonged solely to Fanny”

“And he was the one who hid among the trees now, weeping.”

“The sorrow spreads to her eyes, though not without volcanic episodes as she wavers between hope and defeat; then, rather than blame the stupidity of those who have failed to restore her sovereignty, she retreats into her dreams, locking herself in her bedroom with the shutters closed, sleeping a lot, having difficulty breathing at times, then rising sheepishly”

I love short but profound reads of fiction where every page is meaningful

“there was no uptick in the life circulating inside her, making it more flowing and cheerful. It was as if, deep down, it wasn’t so much her ego that needed massaging—as people quite understandably imagine in the presence of someone who seems frail—but something else inside her.”

“the idea we form of others comes solely from their relationship with ourselves<..> And should we catch a glimpse of them in the privacy of their own self (which is impossible without spying on them or rummaging through their papers) they are someone of whom we know strictly nothing.”

“He talked to her in every language known to man, he talked to her in tongues—he who disliked talking and needed silence.”