i have no coherent way of talking about love. every time i think about being loved or how badly i want it or how much i love the people in my life already it’s like Y(W*&^(*%&^(*&(^&W$(*T(*$Y(R*&$(*@)(*@)**)*)*)(!)(*@)()!(@)@*)($**(*&(*&(^$>”:>”^$£?:${:{$:^{:}{&?£>:^>$:&{%:>&”=+%:>&”[}{\;’:%>”£±:>&:%>”&:”:{P@(*)(*)({@”§:@”?”@:!!”@?@§§”?”?”:>{:}!P@OR)F*CJ)E*U8. so
enough healing i need to kill
I really enjoy the genre of “older literature featuring a really smart but deranged college student who does something really fucked up with his knowledge and has multiple breakdowns over it for the rest of the story.” one because it is entertaining and two it encapsulates the college experience in a way nothing else does.
𝙽𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝟹, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟷 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝙾𝚏 𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚣 𝙺𝚊𝚏𝚔𝚊, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟶 -𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟹
pratchett will write an entire book about the grim reaper pretending to be santa claus while the grim reaper’s granddaughter goes about hunting down the dumbass who decided to kill santa, and then right when you think you’re done and the oddly pointed shenanigans are winding down he hits you with “humans need fantasy to be human. to be the place where the falling angel meets the rising ape,” and knocks you into next wednesday
do you ever think about this quote by mary lambert because i think about it all the time
I literally do not care what the Bible says about any political issue. I am not Christian. Christian scripture should have zero effect on my life or my personal freedoms.
i want a life
washing my silly little apple. cutting a slice of my silly little loaf of bread. putting on my silly little chapstick. listening to my silly little playlist. looking at silly little trees. feeling the silly little rays of sunshine on my face. holding my warm silly little cup of coffee. buying a silly little pretty bouquet for myself. reading silly little fragments of poetry. except everything listed above isn’t silly and little it’s the essence and spice of life like sugar and cinnamon coating our existence and making every moment so beautiful and enjoyable in our own little silly ways
i think it is very depressing that like every aesthetic people try to emulate are of people doing things but they themselves are incapable of being somebody that does things… the mall goth 2005 aesthetic revived in 2022 but nobody goes to the mall to be annoying and weird and nobody lets themselves be cringe… the cottagecore aesthetic but nobody knows how to raise gardens or live self sufficiently … the dark academia aesthetic but nobody actually reads books…. The obsession of looking like you are a type of person who does something without actually doing anything … the Instagram effect