Sunday, August 18, 2013

same shit, different scene.

They had killed themselves over our dying forests, over manatees maimed by propellers as they surfaced to drink from garden hoses; they had killed themselves at the sight of used tires stacked higher than the pyramids; they had killed themselves over the failure to find a love none of us could ever be. In the end, the tortures tearing the Lisbon girls pointed to a simple reasoned refusal to accept the world as it was handed down to them, so full of flaws.

— Jeffrey Eugenides, The Virgin Suicides
 


1 comment:

Jamilla S said...

The virgin suicides is so sad but so beautiful. Hope you feel better soon, hang in there!