A LITTLE LIFE.

Headcannon that Jude (albeit very rarely) still crosses himself, out of a muscle memory habit.

i just went to see a little life recorded for the cinema and i’m actually so heartbroken!

it’s like have you ever heard of real life before. so many people kill themselves, and the fact that the book isn’t wrapped up in a neat little bow of beginning, conflict and resolution like most books does not mean jude is bad representation. it demonstrates an anti brain function ideology that actually makes me go crazy… say you didn’t like it because you want everyone to be happy ever after! guess what! suicide doesn’t make sense, and thousands of people never get a happy ever after.

people in the a little life tag being like "jude st francis is bad representation because there is no moral resolution for his trauma" i am BEGGING you to shut the fuck up

snoopy read a little life... thoughts and prayers

not going to lie a specific scene in the book that really fucking hits me sometimes and i need to double down is when someone tells harold jude is beautiful . i just can’t. there’s something so solemn about it

my a little life shrine</3 from milaminart on instagram!!!

sorry I didn’t hear you I was too busy rotating Jude St. Francis in my head

october 22, 2023

I just read the first chapter of the “axiom of equality” part of a little life and dude I’m really reconsidering the way I view life as a whole.

x=x, yes Jude, I feel you so fucking much, all my life I felt like I wouldn’t surpass this feeling of being wrong, the wrongdoings of my childhood, my mistakes and mistakes of others done to me haunt me every single moment of my days, maybe If I were funnier, maybe I if worked on my weight a little harder it would disappear, what did I do to deserve so much hate from others as a kid? to experience the heavy bullying? why should it stain my memory like a wine stained carpet? (you get used to it but it’s never really clean, this metaphor worked in my head so please bear with it). and Caleb, man I’ve met so many fucking Calebs in my life, people i trusted at first sight, thought it could work just to be utterly disappointed at the outcome.

“you’re not your past”, easier said than done.

it’s 3:15 a.m where I live as i’m writing this and I doubt i’ll be able to afford a good night of sleep due the mental state i find myself in. I haven’t cried once while reading this book, maybe it’s because I see so much of myself in these characters that I’m just perplexed and angry, at myself, at others who made me feel like a complete piece of shit my whole life, at the JB’s, cause we all have that one friend that, at some point, made fun of our insecurities and left us feeling like garbage.

read “a little life” by Hanya Yanagihara, i promise it’ll change you and the way you interpret life and others (and i haven’t even finished it yet)

i just made this i’m sorry😭😭

floating jude st. francis head but he's no longer floating and also my ipad is pissing me off bc it makes the colors all wonky when i save it 🤬