Fellate My Fallacy

a thing pretending to be a philosopher, disguised as a philosophy major, who wants nothing more than to be batman

[isuckatphilosophy]

so it begins

the unending pain that i impart on you in my never-ending quest to tear my life apart. old shame. new shame. its all just shame. that i invoke such feelings in you says a lot to me. i should probably just kill myself, so that you may find someone who doesn’t do this to you. i can promise you that this won't be the only time. i pry and i pry, but for what? selfish reasons? getting to know you? i think i subconsciously do such things on purpose. being constantly aware of my sins and wrongs has left me desensitized to the feelings of those who do not think about suicide all the time. (un)fortunately, that is you. i will pry and continue to pry. i will even get angry at what i find. there is no end to this. i want to know you fully; the pain, the shame, the “unworthiness” that you speak of. but it is me who is unworthy: if those things don’t/won’t change how i feel, then why pry? is it really simply that i need to know the truth, so as to not allow my dysfunctional brain the opportunity to fill my head with exaggerations? with self-hatred? the same plague i’ve felt since i was 6. i should have ended it then. even if the way you are feeling now will pass, i can’t forgive myself for allowing myself to make you feel that way. you say its not my fault, but i pried. i will always pry. why can’t i just die? if i wasn’t a coward, you wouldn’t feel this way right now. you wouldn’t love me. and i wouldn’t hurt you. i wouldn’t be to hurt you. but i am a coward. a selfish faggot who wants what he wants at the expense of you, whom i love more than i even realize. if i truly loved you, i could hold my tongue (in more ways than one) and you wouldn’t be put in any of the positions i have forced upon you. there is so much good in you. the only good in me is the good i see in you. i am a black hole that will absorb and destroy (in the truest sense of the word) anything that gets too close. you may not realize it because of how subtle such mechanics work, but i am already slowly destroying you. i love you. i only wish you didn’t love me. if it wasn’t for that simple fact, i would end my life right now. now i am become death, destroyer of worlds. yours. and mine.

[dailynietzsche]

“The task of revaluing values might have required more abilities than have ever been combined in any one individual, and in particular contradictory abilities that could not be allowed to disturb or destroy one another.”

—F. Nietzsche, Ecce Homo, “Why I Am So Clever” §9 (excerpt).

[aercoh]

Eat ass, suck a dick, and sell drugs.

John Mulaney (Comeback Kid)

[isuckatphilosophy]

White You So Crazy?

This is probably already somewhere but why doesn’t anyone have a problem with black men getting shot and killed by police while a whole group of AR-armed whites is basically doing what IS is doing (granted there’s no violence or executions, but they have still openly and–I’m sure–proudly threatened violence in the name of their political beliefs which are more than likely inspired by religious ideas and the rhetoric from a crazed group with extreme pull) and simply get asked to stop? Which of course they said no. Yet, I’m sure if an officer were to be killed in a shootout, the occupiers would still be allowed to leave alive despite having carried out what Loehmann (who couldn’t even wait for the car to stop) feared Tamir Rice would do. They’d probably also receive any first aid needed on site. Unarmed protestors in the name of equal rights and improved race relations are treated as dissidents while these armed dissidents are nearly praised as protestors in the name of what? Getting away with setting fire to federal land? Government “interfering” with people who did something illegal who acknowledge their actions and are willing to serve jail time for it while also denouncing the group who supports those illegal actions? As a Cherokee, I am only further confused by whites. Speaking of which, this all seems too familiar…. Anyways this is poorly written and hardly researched. I love America, and there is no place I would rather live, but holy fuck what a year 2015 was and 2016 is starting to be….

[clubjade]

Star Wars is not here for your armor misconceptions. In a response that’s getting some digital ink, the official Star Wars page’s reply to a clueless comment on Phasma’s armor. Just say no to actually dangerous boob-plates!

[thatsthat24]

I love this.

[ar-lath-ma-vhenan]

word

[zero-void]

When we are tired, we are attacked by ideas we conquered long ago.

​Friedrich Nietzsche (via zero-void)

[toshio]

Visit Original Link

animal crossing: new leaf - 5 p.m. (snow)

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[peninthewild-deactivated2025122]

in the end your mind calculates while my heart mercilessly  evades my thoughts and all in all  we’re oh so close but painfully apart

[isuckatphilosophy]

wut

I don't know why, but there is a lot of change occurring in my life right now and it is becoming a lot to handle. Sure, I can handle it alright, but as the weight of my responsibility grows, it begins to seem more reasonable to kill myself. When I tell my friends about my feelings they tell me that I'm stupid and that, as a white man, I have opportunities that many people, my friends included, don't. Thus, it is my responsibility to pursue these opportunities. So, I graduated college with a BA in Philosophy in the hopes that I can help people think and realize themselves, plus it's a lot of fun reading and laughs; change the world one person at a time. I know that I'm an ingrate and that my problems are not as bad as they could be, but I just found my family's outside cat dead in the street. I know that his death is largely my fault, but I still feel that the ignorance of others is what put the nail in the coffin; I've driven down roads at somewhat excessive speeds and have avoided even the dumbest squirrels in the dark. I'm most certainly weary of stray cats and dogs. What his death demonstrates to me is just how much this ignorance can effect me. Sadly, this makes me want to give up on my dreams of making the world a better place, of making these meat sacks around me actual beings, and makes me want to kill myself so there would be less people with the same wish and less opportunity, then humanity would just continue its chaotic spiral and tear itself apart. Even worse is that I'd like to watch the world burn--to be there throwing on more kindling. I loved that cat. He was the best cat I've ever known. He was the most loyal creature I've ever known. And he was free. He roamed around the neighborhood, was loved by the neighbors, and always stayed close. He was always there to greet me as I left and when I got home. Now that is gone and all that remains is more disdain for the world than I can take. I have no reason to go sit outside in this heat any more. I'm moving soon and I doubt I'll ever leave my place. I see no reward in social interaction nor in going out in public. I wish for death to find the killer and myself soon.

[isuckatphilosophy]

im not into conspiracies or anything...

but for whatever reason I can't find the Valentich disappearance recording with the metal scraping noise. i had it on my old computer but that died. if you haven't heard it, help me find it, please, its great. i would just like to have it, it creeps me out

[ruinedchildhood]

when bae mad at you

[isuckatphilosophy]

What Taco Bell doesn't understand is the mcgriddle

[spikespiegell]

do ya ever bring your pet up to a mirror and ur like “that you”

[timecowboy]

[isuckatphilosophy]

One man's norm is another man's thorn