alex.

---- utterly insane but utmost sane tumblr user , blk , wuh luh wuh.

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۶ৎ . intro ۶ৎ .

lex / alex. girl blogger , lana del rey fan obvi, wlw

poem writer / song writer / artist

my playlist --> Shakespeare as a teenage girl

[massacrrgrrl]

You never will be there for me like im there for other people I wallow in shame as I self deprecate for being so naive and pitiful I write, I talk, I sing, But verbally I am as stuck as a bat with no wings Making my fate sound beautiful is my duty, will you meet me half way If a knife ran through me I chase the kind of loyalty you’ll see in a bad rom-com series That gained popularity because others found it ‘endearing’  I can only take but so much, being in your clutch You squeeze, pull and tug and then ask why im all torn up This is all your doing even if its not right Because you never felt an ounce of sympathy in your damn life I have a common discernment but still let people like you in But you’re just another lesson Wrapped in omniscient 

[vampdaggwrr]

It was the fourth of july…

[massacrrgrrl]

You should've never made a way into me

Like chemicals being plastered onto the things we eat, sleep and see

If there were legalized lobotomies

Id go get one every week of my life, to suffice the need for therapy

And by then, you'll know not to leave another broken

If we pass each other in the street, I won't be provoked

Because if you saw me now you'd raise faster than fundraisers for low income schools

Can't believe I let you get that close

I knew from the second I saw you, I'd be in your arms

And without a doubt, I slipped out between your fingers and palms

Back into a slumped state called depression; silent foreplay

And tonight, is it's regression

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

— Georgia O'Keeffe, from a letter to Russel Vernon Hunter, from Georgia O'Keeffe: Art and Letters (via letsbelonelytogetherr)

[nixscriptum]

[oceansighsss]

If you think Phoebe Bridgers' saddest songs are moonsong or funeral you need to be doing some more listening and reevaluating of her music xx

[massacrrgrrl]

This.

[feelslikesugarinme777]

the feminine urge to say “okay bye” and expect 88 message, 70 calls and 49 photos.

[academic-vampire]

𝔟𝔩𝔲𝔢 𝔩𝔞𝔱𝔱𝔢

[elizabethsinclair]

- 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚣𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚑 𝚜.

[pullandhug]

after watching ‘adolescence’ , i have been wondering about how the red pill destroys the minds of young men 💊

from the context of the film ‘adolescence’ , the red pill refers to a viewpoint associated with incel culture, which portrays a cynical view of relationships and gender dynamics. this viewpoint is adopted by the character jamie, who becomes radicalized by online communities & uses this ideology to justify his lethal crime.

the lethal crime being the murder of his classmate katie. jamie struggles with a negative self-imagine, exposure with incel propaganda and fueled by a rejection from katie. when katie publicly criticizes him online, he feels shamed and lashes out, leading to the stabbing.

this ideology takes advantage of young men, about how they’re manipulated into thinking that their struggles are women’s fault instead of questioning structures that actually oppress them. it shows how red-pill rhetoric isn’t about “helping” men but about making them more furious & more isolated, feeding them the lies that domination and control equals to strength when it’s not.

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have you watched this show❔

[massacrrgrrl]

I need this song injected in my bloodstream

[massacrrgrrl]

Neighboring a withered estate until you invested in renovation

Carefully placing the nail pieces in brail that spell

“I love you”

Beyond her eyes

Attentive soul that was sent to show the

Interesting techniques that love

Last, even if you ignore it

Everywhere

Everytime

We build a house with the budget of four thousand, with determination that shifts the value

Of everything that this amounts to

March 13th mocks me of the day I sworn to give you my all.

[massacrrgrrl]

Literature For Dummies.  

Am I underdressed for this exile of my existence

Carved into warrant just because I did something

Let alone, left alone. You have no place or no space

In your heart to turn announcement to an awful displacement

Creating reckless decisions to figure out how id get here

Kismet of a final form, knocking on my door

Nobody's home, you've returned way to many times

To claim this as your shelter

Promise consistency 

Or farewell to freedom

[massacrrgrrl]

Splinters in my fingers. I pull them out to bleed yet knowing i'd heal from it. It's like Stepping into cement expecting it to stay wet, but I'm nothing like your ex girlfriend.  Plural? Or plurality, coming into reality. Conjuring up emotions, like BLM screaming  “FUCK POLICE BRUTALITY.” I’ll ask for someone, and get nobody in the end. So yes, let's only be friends. Pretend it never happened while you distort, challenge, and end it.

[massacrrgrrl]

you make it impossible to love you don't you see that?

you flutter your eyes toward the nearest requite and feast off of them.

your leather of a body doesn't stretch, so you gather more fabric until it's torn, thrown into a goodwill basket.

but you're too witty to ignore your eyes; the mouth that'll be overheard.

don't you love how hating yourself sounds? you make it sound like another person, just to avoid facing the 'you'

all year around.

poem title : reflection

[stlamb]

can something good and pleasant happen to me now please