i am the architect

[ephemeryde]

[grootficguy]

it must feel good as hell when you’re a horse and you take a big bite out of an apple like ttshoke

[rubensmuse]

your command over onomatopoeia is unmatched bestie

[oh-totoro]

[jisuto]

[theweirdwideweb]

[asteracaea]

SEE YOU IN HELL, PUNK

[anacondavice-deactivated2023121]

The Story So Far // Heavy Gloom

[tiredandlonelymuse]

I am hanging from a hook in the ceiling

like animal carcass.

I am splayed open, salted and tenderized.

My fatty bits sectioned off with bakers twine.

Red juices weep from my wounds.

Not blood, but the meat sweating

for better flavor.

A heavy palm comes down hard on my rump.

He lifts from the flank.

He samples the breast.

Hunger animates his body but he knows he must wait until the meat is ready.

He massages oils into the fibrous texture.

Working it in with the strong flat pads of his thumbs and fingers.

The meat is shivering.

The meat is shaking.

I’m told this is a chemical process.

Even once dead and removed from the body,

the meat dances on the table.

Due to the residual energy and nerve endings present in the tissue.

The flesh will twitch.

But it must be ready.

When it is ready he’ll carve it off in slabs,

and drop them into his mouth;

a mouse falling into the mouth of a snake

hanging by the tail.

He’ll glide the knife under the muscle

and it will slide down his throat

but it must be ready.

The meat is hanging but will not dry.

It drips

and drips

more juices.

The air is escaping.

The tendons are loosening.

He ties her off again and again.

Soon little lamb.

Soon.

- MEAT 2024

[myspace]

t.A.T.u. performing ‘all the things she said’, 2003

[bonebais]

this is a drawing about how i love my cat

[financeprincess]

Sorry to break it to you but you literally have to face your fears and slaughter them. Otherwise you will live a small life that you do not want. You literally have to view your biggest fears and attack them head on. You have to fall into the abyss to find your way out. The easy path does not exist. There is no get out of jail free card. You have to allow yourself to die a spiritual death over and over again in order to reinvent yourself into the person you are actually supposed to be. And you have to be painfully honest with yourself and the people around you. It’s horrible but it’s truly the only way.

[noknowshame]

why is religious Christmas imagery all so joyful and pleasant? where is the inherent horror of the birth of Christ? A mother is handed her newborn child, wailing and innocent. Her hands come away sticky. Red. Simply by giving her son life she has already killed him. He is doomed from the beginning. Her love will not save him from suffering. Because the thing cradled in her arms is not a baby, it is a sacrifice: born amongst the other bleating animals whose blood will one day be spilled in the name of what demands it. the night is silent with anticipation. Mary, did you know? That your womb was also a grave?

[noknowshame]

[grox]

I hate when girls who really wanna fuck men do their makeup so they look like overwatch cause men dont even wanna fuck women no more they only wanna fuck overwatch

[obummbratio]

Hey um quick question have you had sex

[grox]

No because I'm an ugly smelly obese fat bald mixed race hairy moron woman with bad breath and a tooth gap and I'm really evil too and I hate penis and I hate vagina and I'm catholic and I waz lowkey attacked as a child so if I ever have sex I'm gona throw up and kill myself and others and also I'm broke as hell and really inconsiderate of others and cruel and unfunny and lame and I abuse animals and I gott a hunchback like an igor and two drastically different feeet sizes like whitey from 8 krazy nights, and my toenails are all pointy and ragged and I got a horroble foot fungus and diabetes and high blood pressure But I will be able to have Sex soon if they add an overwatch character who matches my description to a T and I can purchase and wear cheap scratchy ugly unironed bathing suit with creases in it designed off their outfit off amazon, and give myself big ass stupid eyes and blush and fake freckles and always be crossing my eyes and sticking my hairy white unbrushed cigarette tongue out ahegao style!

[deepinourengines]

im pregnant and its nobodys. it aint even mine

[tiredandlonelymuse]

when it rains it pours,

but how big must a puddle grow

before it is considered a pond?

when does a pond become a lake?

i’m drowning,

but i insist that i’m dry.

insist i couldn’t die.

now every single day is overtime.

is extra credit.

is derealized.

i’m drowning but i

wring my clothes

and promise that i’m dry.

it’s good for the flowers, they say.

that’s very good.

you’ll need them soon.

[tiredandlonelymuse]

We’re in a hotel and you cannot find your shoes.

I’ve ordered coffee, just for you.

Plain white toast, for two.

“There isn’t one thing for yourself that you can do.

You’ve gotta get yourself together.

Gotta grow up soon.”

Get your camera, shoot this scene.

You tried to build a movie screen,

but bet it all on hopes and dreams.

I called the doctor about my spleen.

Show up to chemotherapy.

Kicked the coffee, eat my greens.

90 pounds are left of me.

You take the fat for kerosene.

The sadness stays, the lovers leave.

[mosmeisje-deactivated20251215]