Quote in title from Bonjour Tristesse by Francoise Sagan.
“Terribly sweet perfume deafens me. She’s going to dinner alone. That makes her even more beautiful.”
– Nightwish lyrics
Quotes make my world go round.
I can’t get over the fact that he’s so beautiful to me. I have so much simultaneous love and hate for him. There’s so much admiration for him, but because I feel so detached from his life I can’t help but to force extreme disapproval on everything he does, in order to cope. And no matter what I do or how much time has passed, the feeling that he’s perfect for me just never goes away. I want to make him the happiest person by loving him so completely that he’d understand how I have felt all along. But because I’ve never been given that opportunity my life feels so devoid of fulfillment.
But I also know how transient my emotions are. I feel extremely passionate for a short period of time until the eventual dissipation of all emotions. And then I feel absolutely nothing at all.
Sometimes I feel like a complete bitch for feeling nothing at all. It’s all just for show… or the expected response. But I’m also very kind. You either have all of my affection or none.
I want him only. No one else.