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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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@notyourtypicalpersona3
I think everything in life is art. What you do. How you dress. The way you love someone, and how you talk. Your smile and your personality. What you believe in, and all your dreams. The way you drink your tea. How you decorate your home. Or party. Your grocery list. The food you make. How your writing looks. And the way you feel. Life is art.
how do i get the moon to notice me back
an incomplete list of unsettling short stories I read in textbooks
the scarlet ibis
marigolds
the diamond necklace
the monkey’s paw
the open boat
the lady and the tiger
the minister’s black veil
an occurrence at owl creek bridge
a rose for emily
(I found that one by googling “short story corpse in the house,” first result)
the cask of amontillado
the yellow wallpaper
the most dangerous game
a good man is hard to find
some are well-known, some obscure, some I enjoy as an adult, all made me uncomfortable between the ages of 11-15
add your own weird shit, I wanna be literary and disturbed
The Tell-Tale Heart, The Gift of the Magi, The Celebrated Jumping Frog of Calavaras County, Thank You Ma'am
the box social by james reaney. i remember we all had to silently read it in class, and you would hear the moment everyone reached the Part because some people would audibly go “what”
wHat did I just put my eyes on
“The Veldt” by Ray Bradbury
Not quite a short story, but read in class: “The Monsters are Due on Maple Street” from The Twilight Zone
Harrison Bergeron, Cat and the Coffee Drinkers
“Where are you going and where have you been” by Joyce carol oates
“The Pedestrian” by Ray Bradbury
the lottery by shirley jackson
i can’t believe Roald Dahl’s “The Landlady” wasn’t already mentioned and also it’s not so much unsettling as more absurdist but “The Leader” by Eugene Ionesco definitely made me go wtf
Ett halvt ark papper. I cried so much.
Ночь у мазара, А. Шалимов
A Sound of Thunder by Ray Bradbury
I Have no Mouth, and I Must Scream by Harlan Ellison
The Lottery by Shirley Jackson
All Summer in a Day by Ray Bradbury
Some of Us Had Been Threatening Our Friend Colby, by Donald Barthelme
I read Ray Bradbury’s “All Summer In A Day” in seventh grade (it wasn’t assigned, I was just going through my textbook for new stuff to read) and as a bullied kid with SAD, it Fucked Me Up.
An Ordinary Day with Peanuts, by Shirley Jackson
Eh, this was more like community college, but The Star by Arthur C. Clarke
Lamb to the Slaughter by Roald Dahl
and this story that I can’t remember the name of and can’t find, though it might be by O. Henry? it’s about a bunch of demons who want to stop Santa Claus from going through with Christmas, and he must travel through the mountains they inhabit to escape their vices? (good christ I can’t remember the name for the life of me)
Ok but the laughing man and a good day for bananafish but j.d. Salinger
The City (195) Ray Bradbury. An intense commentary on colonialism and space exploration. I read it for a sci fi survey class.
Another short story I read in that sci fi class was Vaster than Empires and More Slow (1971) by Ursula K. Le Guin. A commentary on humanity and how human we believe ourselves to be. Also, an interesting commentary on mental health.
In the Woods Beneath the Cherry Blossoms in Full Bloom, written in 1947 by Ango Sakaguchi. It made my skin crawl the first time I read it.
Also going to recommend For A Breath I Tarry by Roger Zelazny, a commentary on whether AI can become human in a future without humans: http://www.kulichki.com/moshkow/ZELQZNY/forbreat.txt
whoever posted “The Laughing Man” and “A Good Day For Bananafish” is Correct
the scarlet ibis
marigolds
the diamond necklace
the monkey’s paw
the open boat
the lady and the tiger (I assume you meant Stockton’s The lady or the tiger?)
the minister’s black veil
an occurrence at owl creek bridge
a rose for emily
the cask of amontillado
the yellow wallpaper
the most dangerous game
a good man is hard to find
The Tell-Tale Heart
The Gift of the Magi
The Celebrated Jumping Frog of Calavaras County
Thank You Ma'am
The box social
The Veldt
The Monsters are Due on Maple Street
Harrison Bergeron
Cat and the Coffee Drinkers
Where are you going and where have you been
The Pedestrian” by Ray Bradbury
The lottery by shirley jackson
The Landlady
The Leader
Ett halvt ark papper.
Ночь у мазара, А. Шалимов
A Sound of Thunder
I Have no Mouth, and I Must Scream
All Summer in a Day
Some of Us Had Been Threatening Our Friend Colby
An Ordinary Day with Peanuts
The Star
Lamb to the Slaughter
The laughing man
A perfect day for bananafish
The City (link goes to compendium of short stories)
Vaster than Empires and More Slow (1971) by Ursula K. Le Guin.
In the Woods Beneath the Cherry Blossoms in Full Bloom
For A Breath I Tarry
All of Flannery O'Connor’s shorts.
I didn’t read it in a text book, but “I Have No Mouth, and I Must Scream” haunted me for life.
“Where Are You Going, Where Have You Been?” feels like some liminal space I once visited, whenever I remember reading it.
Ugly Little Boy by Isaac Asimov is scary but totally hits that odd/vaguely disturbing tone.
idk dude i just want someone to buy into my shenanigans and get breakfast with me at 1am and let me talk about how terrified i am of the fleetingness of my youth
my look today is inspired by sleep deprivation and anxiety
if you’re ever scared you’re not a good person, remember that bad people don’t care about being better
Me: I don’t have the energy for this
Someone: For what?
Me: *gestures vaguely*
my plan B for everything is to die before it happens
Me trying to find a way into the circle
well, well, well, if it isn’t the feelings i’ve been trying to avoid
how people think bilinguals speak: bonjour comment ça va- oh my! :) was that français? silly me, im sorry, hon hon hon, oh! did i do it again? mon dieu, it's hard to switch sometimes, my brain doesn't realize, je suis désolée-
how we actually speak: no but you know that one thing, the uh, you put stuff in it?? no, nOT A DRAWER. it's... it's small!! and round!! oh my god, shit, fuck, u hh h... it's grey and metallic and uhhh.. fuck... it goes tin tin tin when you tap it with a fo- TIN CAN!! IT'S A TIN CAN!!
in movies they always have characters sharing an intimate moment and saying “tell me something you’ve never told anyone before” and some deeply moving personal story full of emotion and heartache comes out of it and the characters, who have never been in talk therapy in their lives, bond around their secrets
the fuck would I have to say? “for about six months in high school I wanted to be a mime”? like shit son all the important stuff I’ve either shared in therapy or thoroughly repressed. and now I just shared the mime thing so can’t use that.
i actually annoy myself
i have been waiting for this to show up in my dash forever
ITS BACK
THIS IS MY FAVORITE
IT’S BACK
This has to be up there with the funniest shit ever.
gonna reblog it everytime
*slams reblog button* IT’S A MUST.
I was searching for this again yes thank you