"Adolescence is like cactus."
"I want to love you wildly. I don’t want words, but inarticulate cries, meaningless, from the bottom of my most primitive being, that flow from my belly like honey. A piercing joy, that leaves me empty, conquered, silenced."
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Source: Anaïs Nin, “The Diary Of Anaïs Nin, Volume 1: 1931-1934”
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