occultation.

mid-20s | Serein | rnisrn enjoyer, fanfic author, and curator of the beautiful and the grotesque

[what-even-is-thiss]

Having some decorations you like in your bedroom will improve your general mental health btw. Won’t cure you but it’ll make a big difference.

[kabaks]

Can i say something problematique for terminally online millenials and people born after that point: I think the seeming lack of ability or willingness to call one another and chat on the phone with friends unprompted or out of the blue contributes to whatever hellish loneliness everyone is talking about feeling these days. Say what you want about boomers and old people but those guys mostly knew how to keep in touch with each other. Idk man call a bitch today

[doodleoo]

what you learn from hobbies:

consistent practice opens up whole worlds of skill that you couldn't imagine

making mistakes in the process of learning is not only natural, it is also essential

activities that you enjoy can give you more energy back than you spent on them

wow everything is so expensive

[doodleoo]

my hands hurt

[lunamonchtuna]

to be seen without performing. to be heard without screaming. to be missed without disappearing. to be enough without proving it. to be held without falling apart. to be understood without explaining. to be wanted without conditions. to be. to be.

[viejospellejos]

[thebadchoicemachine]

she fucking killed him dude

[louisegluckpdf]

got my lab results back turns out i’m full of rage because i am full of grief

[josephmcdingle]

soccer can not be this serious 💔

[junglejim4322]

At my big age I’m somehow still surprised and appalled and scandalized when I’m faced with realities like when you don’t eat you are hungry, and when you don’t sleep you are tired

[kabaks]

i think we need to abolish subscriptions. im tired of remembering passwords and giving out my email. check out as guest, no you may not know my name. die

[16tinyfrogs]

on watching a parent age

i saw somebody say “what if you’re gone and i haven’t become anything yet” and basically that broke me on a random thursday evening

[theriu]

OP, this is genuinely a masterpiece, three poems in one, moving and well craft. Please tell me you have submitted it to at least some poetry contests, and if not, please do so.

[saeuloveme]

ʕ•ﻌ•ʔ

[godpup]

"DNI: freaks" do you realize how conservative you look

[godpup]

freaks please interact

[writingraccoon]

Love the word "also". I have more things to say

[tobydontknowsh-t]

there's probably a better way of wording the last part but like come on it doesn't matter if we're all the same to fascists

[everything-you-feel-is-real]

No I genuinely don't think there's any better wording of the last part

[deadbeatmaker]

“do you really wanna be on that medication for the rest of your life :(?” yes actually I would love that. I know what I’m like off it

[punkrorschach]

no you don't understand. i *get* to be on this medication for the rest of my life :)

[autism-things-for-my-parents]

👆That

[noxexistant]

rin in every single match

[wanna-buy-some-lettuce-kid]

'the mortifying ordeal of being known' what about the comforting joy of being understood

[elucubrare]

it's a shame that the phrase memed in isolation, because that is the point of the original essay. here's the final paragraph:

Years ago a friend of mine had a dream about a strange invention; a staircase you could descend deep underground, in which you heard recordings of all the things anyone had ever said about you, both good and bad. The catch was, you had to pass through all the worst things people had said before you could get to the highest compliments at the very bottom. There is no way I would ever make it more than two and a half steps down such a staircase, but I understand its terrible logic: if we want the rewards of being loved we have to submit to the mortifying ordeal of being known.

the whole essay is worth reading & is really lovely.