First And Foremost I Am A Brown Eyes Enthusiast.

Like Water for Chocolate, Days of Being Wild, Les Félins

— David Cronenberg, Consumed

girlblogging is just about blood guts teeth semen erotic cannibalism necrophilia sadomasochism hole theory car crashes psychosexual stabbing freudian complexes martyrdom dream theory and having a personality disorder

the mood for this saturday is dissociating doe eyed angel

the hierarchy of compliments goes like this:

drunk girls in the bathroom complimenting your outfit

little kids complimenting literally anything about u

little old ladies at the checkout till

librarians on your reading choices

Apetaxamin (1980), dir. Frieda Liappa

stabbing as a metaphor for penetration is great but when are we going to talk about pressing down on where someone is wounded to disarm them or just to be cruel while fighting. does nobody else care about the perverse intimacy of knowing exactly where to touch to overpower someone. the grotesque vulnerability of it. especially if you're the one who wounded them in the first place.

i have big big big brown eyes so i’ll be okay. rest of y’all stay safe