no sentence fills me with utter loathing so much as "i asked chatgpt"

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no sentence fills me with utter loathing so much as "i asked chatgpt"
Roberto Ferri, "L'amore, la Morte e il Sogno" detail
the first thing you'll learn about me is that I'm a funny guy
the second thing you'll learn about me is that I'm always in some kind of nightmarish torture hell dimension
Tumblr is super big on the "I didn't say it was good, I said I liked it" but really need to discover the value in its opposite of "I didn't say it was bad, I said I hated it".
You can acknowledge that something is good, great, a masterpiece even, and just straight-up not enjoy it.
I cannot stand small talk, because I feel like there’s an elephant standing in the room shitting all over everything and nobody is saying anything. I’m just dying to say, “Hey, do you ever feel like jumping off a bridge?” or “Do you feel an emptiness inside your chest at night that is going to swallow you?” But you can’t say that at a cocktail party.
— Paul Gilmartin, The Mental Illness Happy Hour.
IS THAT DEVILMAN CRYBABY IN YOUR PFP?? /vpos
Yes!!!
Fatima Aamer Bilal, coffin heart? bury me.
like the universe, my natural state is darkness. and only when you came did i light up.
I think I was just born with something dark and ugly inside of me. Always waiting to be found out.
planetarium - adrienne rich/@twoheadedfawnn/ugly, bitter, and true - suzanne rivecca/a burning hill - mitski/a hora da estrela- clarice lispector/ @100493503004422/sharp objects - gillian flynn
the epic highs and tragic lows of literally just being in my head on a perfectly normal day
Zehra Naqvi, from The Knot of My Tongue: Poems and Prose; “Grocery Shopping”
Fyodor Dostoevsky, Poor Folk (translated by C. J. Hogarth)
The Cure at the Beacon Theatre in NYC.
November 17, 1984.
From Leonard Cohen’s final letter to his dying muse, Marianne Ihlen. She died in July 2016, and Cohen followed her shortly after, dying in November 2016.
“Well Marianne it’s come to this time when we are really so old and our bodies are falling apart and I think I will follow you very soon. Know that I am so close behind you that if you stretch out your hand, I think you can reach mine. And you know that I’ve always loved you for your beauty and your wisdom, but I don’t need to say anything more about that because you know all about that. But now, I just want to wish you a very good journey. Goodbye old friend. Endless love, see you down the road.”
— Leonard Cohen
Zhu Ziqing, transl. by Herbert Batt, from The Flowering of Modern Chinese Poetry; "Annihilation,"
Mary Oliver, from “Starlings in Winter”, Owls and Other Fantasies: Poems and Essays