[moethh]

die die die

[lycosofscribes]

It's a pain in the ass, but it's my pain in the ass!

[kosmogrl]

[nixscriptum]

[laterkiss]

happy pride to my favourite post on reddit

[segamascott]

i have decided that you have feelings for me #empath

[thepeelingrenoir]

Teasing- Franz von Stuck (1899)

[dreadwedge]

[spiribia]

I genuinely love when a story makes up its own fable and then has current events within the story explicitly parallel the in-universe fable. The story I made up is just like the story I made up 🤯

[bodhi-devotee]

“you’re such a ray of sunshine!” thanks! one day i chose to act happy and then i kept choosing it over and over and over and over until the neurological pathways formed like desire paths in the thicket. i dug and clawed my nails into the grooves of my brain and carved out joy. i retouch it every day.

[caffeinatedopossum]

Me when I remember something I said ages ago that was wrong or my values no longer align with

[mgs5]

[mournfulroses]

Louise Glück, from a poem titled "October," featured in Averno: Poems, originally published in 2006

[apoemaday]

Adult Grief

by Louise Glück

Because you were foolish enough to love one place, now you are homeless, an orphan in a succession of shelters. You did not prepare yourself sufficiently. Before your eyes, two people were becoming old; I could have told you two deaths were coming. There has never been a parent kept alive by a child's love.

Now, of course, it's too late -- you were trapped in the romance of fidelity. You kept going back, clinging to two people you hardly recognized after what they'd endured.

If once you could have saved yourself, now that time's past: you were obstinate, pathetically blind to change. Now you have nothing: for you, home is a cemetery. I've seen you press your face against the granite markers -- you are the lichen, trying to grow there. But you will not grow, you will not let yourself obliterate anything.

[drawnsnake]

Uncaring

[cipheramnesia]

"I literally don't care. I just wanna live." like really unlocked something in me. About house centipedes, about bugs, about me.

[catwingsthespatula]

My sister puts glasses away upside down.

Because our mother does,

Because her mother did,

Because her mother lived through the Dust Bowl.

One day my father sat me down and told me about epigenetics.

How the trauma he went through

As a child in an abusive home

Wrote itself into his DNA

And, in turn, into mine.

How he and his brothers,

In various ways,

Are all sick from it.

How I might be too, someday,

And I’m not sure I’m not.

I hear people say,

When will we get back to normal?

And I think of a woman born in the twenty-first century

Who puts her glasses away differently

Because of what her great-grandmother endured

Ninety years before.

[loveridden1999]

top 3 hobbies for young adults:

1. borrowing misery from future

2. carrying grief of the past

3. agonizing over the present

[jakemorph]

youre an olympic level hater. i respect it.

they asked me to represent my country in the sport of hating i said no. i hate my country