RECENTLY (AND IN LIGHT OF ROOKIE ENDING) I'VE BEEN RE-READING SOME OF THEIR CONTENT. I FORGOT HOW MUCH I LOVE TAVI GEVINSON'S WRITING. HERE ARE SOME QUOTATIONS I LIKE ABOUT THE PAST, CHANGE AND INTIMACY FROM HER INFINITY DIARIES SERIES -IN WHICH SHE SHARES EXCERPTS FROM HER PERSONAL DIARY
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I liked myself more than I could ever like a boy
absorbing the shapes of the room in slow motion, silently anticipating a moment of grace.
THE PAST
trying to locate a memory that would silence all thought and envelope me in something resembling love.
“You shouldn’t feel like there’s something wrong with you for having loved a kind of messed up person, because *there’s good in him too, and it is real, but it’s tricky with people like that because you see it and they don’t. So they can’t give more of it. It’s like being in love with a ghost. But it was there.”
self-inflicted time travel now feels like something from which I have to recover, and I am devastated to consider that writing all this may not, in fact, save me.
CHANGE
everything I lived by in high school was merely a map to a world my brain imagined around it
I’d lived there my whole life, but it was no longer home, more like a museum.
flirted with shocking amounts of unearned confidence.
INTIMACY
the other: that precious dimension of time and space where life and fiction overlap.
hard-earned friendship, plus attraction.
*human beings are not having two-way conversations but simply talking at each other in their own secret codes about their own insecurities.
a series of attempts to connect, followed by reasons to pull back, followed by glimmers of trust—in the other person, in oneself, in whatever’s happening right now.
replaying any instance of physical contact that could possibly pass for more,
*There is something between you and the rest of the world,”
“We are fatally drawn towards anyone who seems to offer a way out of ourselves.”
choosing to live in a state of longing
I just really loved to watch him. It was very captivating. I hung on every word. Not because I believed he held some secret to living, but because he held the secrets to who he was, and I thought that uncovering them would qualify me, too, as beautiful.************
“Connection is always more interesting than avoiding connection.”
I liked myself more than I could ever like a boy
absorbing the shapes of the room in slow motion, silently anticipating a moment of grace.
THE PAST
trying to locate a memory that would silence all thought and envelope me in something resembling love.
“You shouldn’t feel like there’s something wrong with you for having loved a kind of messed up person, because *there’s good in him too, and it is real, but it’s tricky with people like that because you see it and they don’t. So they can’t give more of it. It’s like being in love with a ghost. But it was there.”
self-inflicted time travel now feels like something from which I have to recover, and I am devastated to consider that writing all this may not, in fact, save me.
CHANGE
everything I lived by in high school was merely a map to a world my brain imagined around it
I’d lived there my whole life, but it was no longer home, more like a museum.
flirted with shocking amounts of unearned confidence.
INTIMACY
the other: that precious dimension of time and space where life and fiction overlap.
hard-earned friendship, plus attraction.
*human beings are not having two-way conversations but simply talking at each other in their own secret codes about their own insecurities.
a series of attempts to connect, followed by reasons to pull back, followed by glimmers of trust—in the other person, in oneself, in whatever’s happening right now.
replaying any instance of physical contact that could possibly pass for more,
*There is something between you and the rest of the world,”
“We are fatally drawn towards anyone who seems to offer a way out of ourselves.”
choosing to live in a state of longing
I just really loved to watch him. It was very captivating. I hung on every word. Not because I believed he held some secret to living, but because he held the secrets to who he was, and I thought that uncovering them would qualify me, too, as beautiful.************
“Connection is always more interesting than avoiding connection.”
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