Yosano Akiko, from a poem featured in River of Stars: The Poetry of Yosano Akiko
YOU ARE THE REASON
trying on a metaphor
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Yosano Akiko, from a poem featured in River of Stars: The Poetry of Yosano Akiko
To be parallel
There are wistful moments in which I long for the option to become a sort of silent spectral spectator. A moment wherein I can just delete myself from the plane that everybody traverses, and watch people interact—watching omnisciently as I would characters within a movie—without the social pressure of reaction. I would be something parallel, a state of not-quite-existence; yet able to savour the sweetness of life without the fret of performance. The need to chuckle or smile would no longer dampen the joy of hearing a delightful joke.
can yall watch him while i go smoke ≽^- ˕ -^≼
I love whatever is wrong with this guy
i tried explaining to this girl at a party once how i could be gay and asexual at the same time and it basically boils down to never being into anyone but like once a year i’ll find a man attractive. and she was like “so what am i if i only like girls, and i’ve never found any of my boyfriends attractive and and i just wanna do cocaine all the time?” i was like “you’re a lesbian with a coke addiction?” and she was like “woooooah”. she broke up with her boyfriend that night and had a threesome with two girls in the bathtub. rebecca if you’re out there, i hope you’re going places. well, not far, since you’re electronically tagged. but spiritually.
Got bored and made a mood board (^з^)-☆
shakespeare would understand me taking two of his background characters and making them fuck nasty. he would get it
Sorry I got a boner when you spat your blood in my face after I punched you in the mouth, it will happen again, do you still want to be my lifelong nemesis?
Slender boys with tender hearts ripping your flesh away and smiling through the blood. Red canines shining obscenely, your blood dripping on the floor, on your clasped hands, like little praying beads on your worn-out knuckles. Sweet words escaping his pretty lips while you whine and cry and whimper. You close your eyes, you look at the inside of your head, and then he takes another bite, and another, and you wish you could just stop existing. An open-casket funeral, a fucking cremation, bones and cold ashes flying through the air. Rotting underground, maggots for eyes. The clock on the wall chimes, 10am, you should be at work, you should be reading a book, writing poetry lines on your arms, but he’s got you pinned to the ground with his skinny arms, so you just watch his pale forehead and bite your tongue until it tastes of iron. His androgynous body writhing, colliding with you. Your room a slaughterhouse, until it’s a morgue, until you’re breathing one last time and angels come whirling around your head.
I'm high I'm floating my bed is so comfy and I love the world life is beautiful
the current administration would totally fall for the Trojan horse. they'd take promo pictures of it on the white house lawn and the president would be on TV talking about how it's made of a big beautiful American lumber or some shit.
it's so weird how our brain's interpretation of a same reality can randomly change
two weeks ago my brain was screaming at me and i was so tired and i wanted to die. and today i woke up, and the sun was so soft on my skin, my coffee tasted amazing, my head was quiet, and i watered my plants and read a beautiful book and everything felt pleasant and peaceful
evil therapist: to ground yourself, look around, name 5 things you can kill, and 4 things you can at least maim
all women should be more hairy and sweaty and eat more food and laugh more loudly. my stance as a feminist and also my stance as a lesbian pervert