"The way her body existed only where he touched her. The rest of her was smoke."
The God of Small Things, Arundhati Roy (via misericardia)
It’s been forever since I read this book (and I never even finished it because I was like in the eighth grade and it went way over my head), but someone please assure me that this isn’t from a scene where a kid is getting molested. Because yeah, idk man, someone let me know definitively please.