#morbidity

[patchouii]

Anatomical Erotes— the male body in the surgical theatre.

[ebc-art]

Morbidity is Opt-In

You want to gain while being health conscious? Be moderate, consider how this affects your life?

Full respect, I'll support that

But

If a hog wants their life to be a gluttony fueled march to oblivion? Get wets when the doctor tells you your BMI is dangerous, your blood sugar is skyrocketing, your heart is suffering? You love the idea of full embracing the absolute FACT that your self destructive sex drive will be what kills you?

I'm all in.

I'll tease you about your throbbing heart, your flushed face, your wheezing breaths. How sweaty and shaky you get from the simplest exercise. How it feels like your heart is BEGGING you to just lie still and not even bother being a human

I'll mock how weak and useless your muscles are, how helpless you've made yourself. Oh, piggy can't get dressed without help? Stand on her own feet for more than a couple minutes? Stand up on her own? Poor pathetic fatty.

Make fun of you needing a canula for oxygen, your chest getting so heavy that you can't draw a full breath. The most basic parts of being a human, and you're struggling with them? Barely even a living organism any more, nothing you can manage unassisted

Prod you about needing insulin to live because you've overfed your body, flooded it with so much sugar, that you've completely burned out your body's capacity to process anything. Even eating, the one thing you should be able to do, you need medical intervention to manage successfully

So, if you want to be a respectable piggy with your life together, valuing your world outside this kink, that's so fine

But if not...

I hope you enjoy this slow act of self annihilation, and I'll be sure to remind you of how much you've already destroyed who you were, and could have been

[rottingradiotower]

i’m in the forever, transcended

[cadaverous-countenances]

Something i found on a short walk from my house!

[aerizusa]

The obsessions from which I suffer, the incubus, the morbid inner states...

Anaïs Nin, Mirages: The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1939-1947

[cardb0ardxlamb]

babyland

[richblackwork]

“Drenched 1.5”

5x7 charcoal on watercolor