its always “my father is the worst man alive and i’m his favorite daughter” and never “i am the worst daughter alive to the kindest man ever”

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its always “my father is the worst man alive and i’m his favorite daughter” and never “i am the worst daughter alive to the kindest man ever”
the space between the lines is a masterpiece too
Michiko Aoyama, tr. by Alison Watts, from What You Are Looking for is in the Library
[Text ID: “Be eaten or be loved.”]
Being eaten is to be loved.
Love me like the dead poets would.
If only I could hold the sky
"You have to die a few times before you can really live."
-BUKOWSKI
Why do you have to be like this? Why are you so annoying and stupid? Why do you have to sexualize every being on this planet? Why why why why why? You’re supposed to be good. God wasn’t supposed to make people like you. God was supposed to be good. But then he made you. So what am i supposed to believe now?
“You're the only person I've ever met who seems to have the faintest conception of what I mean when I say a thing.”
–Virginia Woolf
but they all bleed the same
not to be a hedonist but. pleasure IS the whole point, my loves. we are made for pleasure. humans have not survived out of spite or sheer grit or simply to make more humans. we live for pleasure. the pleasure of licking the last delicious crumbs off your fingers and feeling sunlight on your skin and massaging a loved one's shoulders. we're made to fill our bellies with delicious food, to nap in soft grass, to touch each other in joy and comfort.
there is no shame or guilt in our bodies doing what they were made to do. and we are made for pleasure.
I'm tired of being happy.
-me (a tired student, who just wants to be remembered by other people)
| i might
be the
writer
but you'll
always
be the
words |
-ben maxfield
“I haven't yet tasted everything that can keep me alive.”
—Albert Camus, Caligula
green flag to those people who updates you bc they know how you overthink while waiting for them
“The shortest poem is a name.”
romance is just so fucking beautiful sometimes