"I’m tired, can’t think of anything and want only to lay my face in your lap, feel your hand on my head and remain like that through all eternity."
- Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena
they call me femme fatale. you're able to tame the tiger but you can't tame me too.
"I tried the rehab thing. I tried it. But it didn’t work, Didn’t work. It works for some people. My ex girlfriend is getting married. That’s how it works for some people. Right? Didn’t work for me."
"When you love someone… truly love them, friend or lover, you lay your heart open to them. You give them a part of yourself that you give to no one else, and you let them inside a part of you that only they can hurt—you literally hand them the razor with a map of where to cut deepest and most painfully on your heart and soul. And when they do strike, it’s crippling—like having your heart carved out. It leaves you naked and exposed, wondering what you did to make them want to hurt you so badly when all you did was love them. What is so wrong with you that no one can keep faith with you? That no one can love you? To have it happen once is bad enough… but to have it repeated? Who in their right mind would not be terrified of that?"
All memory of the brilliance of the young Tenenbaums had been erased by two decades of betrayal, failure and disaster.