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Marlene who works in construction and comes home incredibly dirty and lily who gives her a small peck on the lips and when Marlene makes sad eyes to her, Lily laughs a bit and says go shower first
In 2018, I wrote down a passing thought in my cheap little leather-bound journal I was writing a collection of songs in that would go on to become Preacherās Daughter. āIf I finish this album the way it needs to be finished, it will change my life, and it will leave a hole in my heart for years that I wonāt know how to fill.ā Iāve always had a knack for eerily accurate self-premonition. Preacherās Daughter certainly left a hole, and it certainly changed my life, but only on the outside. All the songs I wrote for it were about characters, a girl in a āfarawayā place living her āfarawayā life, albeit still parallel to mine, but wholly detached from me. Willoughby was doomed to be closer to home. I wrote Nettles and Waco the same week, the first week I spent in the Alabama house where I would finish Preacherās Daughter after so many years of trying. The difference was I wrote them about me. There were no characters at first; it was just me. In fact, I wrote them in an attempt to hide from Ethel Cain for a moment. She eventually devoured those little ditties too, of course, as she always does. In hindsight, Iām glad I had to share them with her. I couldnāt have carried the full weight of them myself, I know that now. My premonitions were out in full force; over the course of the next few years, Iād script out my own life in the same morbid fashion I always have. Maybe it was a lesson in not training my eye downward as Iāve spent the majority of my life doing.
I had 3 weeks for the holidays between mixing and submitting Perverts and jumping back into the maw of taming an unfinished Willoughby Tucker. I spent the first three months of 2025 on probation, unable to go much of anywhere, awake only when the sun was down. Iād never mixed a record of that magnitude, which was daunting with deadlines immovable. I remember 9am on my 27th birthday rolling around after being awake for hours whittling away at mixes, announcing the album and entire tour before going back to mix an album that still wasnāt done. Iāve never cried so much finishing a record, and that was before it was even out. Combining your Saturn return, your first shot at true love, and the longest tour of your life is something I would never recommend to anyone. It was the death of both ego and everything around it. I couldnāt be more grateful. Never in my life have I been so turned inside out, so uprooted and unraveled. Looking back, I needed it more than anything.
Thank you to everyone who listened. Ethel Cain and Willoughby Tucker will always be my children, my burnt offerings, what I leave in the storm. Sometimes I wish it didnāt have to be this way, but I also fear itās the only way. Ethel Cain, Willoughby Tucker, I really will always love you. I feel as though in this moment here, saying goodbye, you and I are closer than ever. I hope you can forgive me.
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āthis is what ai should be used for!ā NO IT ISNāT?????? ABSOLUTELY NOT???????? WHAT?
i know i said it already but we act as if 'I love you' is some super precious statement and has a limit on the number of times we can use it
and yeah it means a lot but do you not fall a little in love with everyone
do you not see the parts of yourself in other people and want to cradle it
am I crazy. because I say I love you to people I dont even know and I MEAN it. not romantically necessarily but I have lots of love it's not like im at risk of running out and I dont understand why we treat it like we can
I dont even have to have ever interacted with you to love you. if u feel unloved thats stupid cus I exist and there are things to love in everyone, even if its the way their eyes crinkle when they smile
somewhere out there is me and I love you anyway.
I think the whole 'it's too soon' thing is fucking stupid. I dont have to know your middle name to love you.
why are there requirements for one of the only things that makes us human
and there are so many forms of love I think its stupid to put labels on all of them and to categorise them based on when they apply
I just love
it doesnt cost anything and treating it like it does is dumb. I love my friends, I love romantic partners, it doesn't matter
there Is so much more to it but its still so simple
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one thing i find strange about TERFism and trans-criticism is how much of it is just attractiveness politics. it seems to be the leading talking point. sure, make your points on sexual dimorphism or biological sex differences (which any normal trans woman is fully aware of already, mind you. the average transsexual is not claiming sheās experiencing period cramps lol) but so much anti-trans discourse seems to just be āwell youāre ugly so youāre not a woman and i feel unsafe.ā which seemsā¦. so counter-productive to your movement. trans women, like any group of people, are nowhere near exempt from criticism, but what is the point of putting so much emphasis on such an empty and invalid viewpoint? so much of feminism seems to hark on how men only respect women they find attractive, yet the majority of your breath is spent on here pointing out physical characteristics that you seemingly think invalidate someoneās identity. how does having broad shoulders, a wide jaw, and a five oāclock shadow somehow equate to being a predatory rapist? itās a mindset iāve never understood. obviously itās prevalent outside trans discourse, people just generally seem to equate ugliness with evilness, but you would think a group of individuals who posture themselves steeped and rooted in theory and academics wouldnāt weaponize such a vapid and vague talking point. (not to say only terfs do it, your average Internet Man absolutely loves to dunk on the fuckability of any given trans woman at any given time, butā¦.. fork found in kitchen.) idk, iāve just always found it odd. like iām sorry but i just donāt buy into the idea that youāre supposed to be reasonably terrified of someone in a public bathroom because you think theyāre ugly. i think you might just be an asshole.
make peace with the fact that you will do something wrong and you will be the bad guy every once in a while
perverts segment is NOT a bathroom break >:|
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no actually it IS embarrassing to be a political commentator and debater and not know about abu ghraib
kinda crazy how bartemius crouchemius junioremius pulled so many bitches because how did that loser do that???
Arguably the most impressive part of Attack on Titan is how in seasons 1-3, it actively indoctrinates the audience along with the characters until itās deliciously revealed in season 4 that theyāre actually hurtling towards insanely destructive fascist nationalism and you bought into it
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"in canon he was a death eater" okay well jk rowling just didn't know him like I do.
happy pride month to those in the closet. to those who went back into the closet. to those who have unsupportive families, friends and relationships. those who were bullied and harassed because of their identity. those who were killed because of who they truly were and loved.
you are loved and appreciated.