carver-hearts

September 4, 2024

I could hear my heart beating. I could hear everyone’s heart. I could hear the human noise we sat there making, not one of us moving, not even when the room went dark.

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“The need to go astray, to be destroyed, is an extremely private, distant, passionate, turbulent truth.”

Georges Bataille

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