[olivieblake]

so, I'm autistic with a mood disorder and was raised in a family where the adults with autism and mood disorders were only destructive to each other--and I have hated these patterns of my mind that resemble those people so much. reading alone with you in the ether didn't cure me of self-hatred exactly but it was meaningful to see those patterns play out beautifully and transformatively instead of destructively. thank you for publishing it.

oh 🥹 ohhhhhh

I'm so happy that's your takeaway, I really am. this is... a lot of people say beautiful things about this book so I keep adding them to my collection but recently someone said something like "if you relate to this book, then I hope it helps you understand yourself, and if you don't, then I hope this book helps you understand me," which was kind of the whole purpose of publishing it. and just... wow, I can never say it enough, and I can never be as coherent as I'd like to about it, but what an honor and a privilege to be in the ether with you

[stuckinapril]

This is actually so real

[zombooyah]

Panna a netvor (1978) dir. Juraj Herz

[estrelare]

[sottopressione1]

[thegaylibertarian]

[liminalweirdo]

I am once again begging you to get your hands on physical media and/or save your fave stuff OFFLINE.

[redstonedust]

delightful news: there is a well known local seagull that apparently hurt his wing when he was younger and learned that if youre injured you get free food from humans. so now people keep catching him exaggerately limping around the supermarket carpark and flying away once he gets what he wants. a seagull grifter. i love him.

[kosmogrl]

[kosmogrl]

[bakwaaas]

adulthood is weird because there’s simultaneously so much grief and so much joy

[estrelare]

literally

[petaltexturedskies]

Eventually something you love is going to be taken away. And then you will fall to the floor crying. And then, however much later, it is finally happening to you: you're falling to the floor crying thinking, "I am falling to the floor crying," but there's an element of the ridiculous to it — you knew it would happen and, even worse, while you're on the floor crying you look at the place where the wall meets the floor and you realize you didn't paint it very well.

Richard Siken

[smokefalls]

I thought, this is what grief reveals: that love is full of mistakes.

A.D. Lauren-Abunassar, "Soliloquy" from Coriolis

[rocktheholygrail]

Hannibal (2013-2015)

[kiisuuumii]

Richard Siken, "Three Proofs," War of the Foxes

[estrelare]

i hate men. so much. like. i can't stop thinking how humanity is doomed to fail due to our exaggerated hunger and greed. all i've seen these days is ugliness, and i i've gotten so tired of it already. why are people so malicious, so vicious? why is that some people have the same nature as a weed - to destroy and poison everything around and why do i keep falling for it? hoping everyone will have, in the end, a good heart or the minimum sense of empathy at least

[estrelare]

when i get sad, i want to remember those yes - those lovely eyes of an innocent child

[weltenwellen]

the overwhelming feeling of sadness sometimes when someone treats me with kindness

[weltenwellen]

Ocean Vuong, On Earth We’re Briefly Gorgeous

[octaviasdread]

Richard Siken was right. There are boxes in my head and I move them around pretending it changed something

What is a ghost? What is a painting? yes and yes, the same answers. Boxes open. Boxes shut. Boxes taped and splitting