Sometimes You Need To Hold Onto Grief And Let It Consume You, Let It Hurt You In Ways You Never Thought

Greed or Selfishness or Hunger --

Call it what you wish,

but I know the wishes of my own being --

My mind stuck fast, greedy with the want of your skin pressed against mine --

My selfish hands left wanting -- to be the only ones that hold you, and squeeze you, or pull you close --

And my lips hungering to kiss, every last inch, of your skin -- My tongue just as eager to taste all of you it possibly can --

Even if it all were to go on forever, unsated, you make me feel a desire, I have no wish or want to keep hidden --

V. Rue, 2025.

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Simone de Beauvoir, from a diary entry featured in Diary of a Philosophy Student

I am a servant for my mothers unhappiness. I can make myself smaller, mother, I can become quieter. I am a wound that you can’t stop picking. I take scraps from dinner as little parts of love. I know that I am not easy to love. I know I wear my sadness so visibly that you’ve become ashamed of me. Make me small, crush me up in the palms of your hands. Destroy me for breakfast and devour me for lunch, leave nothing left of me, not even for the birds. Eat me. Eat me up. It’s too late to apologise now, sorry means nothing when you’re choking on my leftovers.

— Hannah Green, from “Are you still hungry, Mother?”

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