“Mother of otherness Eat me.”
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“Mother of otherness Eat me.”
— Sylvia Plath, from Selected Poems; “Who,”
talking to mutuals 1v1 after liking each others posts for 4 years
I disappear sometimes bitch who cares
i have formed an opinion that isn't worth expressing
Men shouldnt be allowed indoors
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“I lived, spoke and moved in a fairy tale which I myself created at every moment,”
— Nikos Kazantzakis, tr. by P. A. Bien, from “Report To Greco,” publ. c. 1961
When u guys hate a post u can just send it to me And i will take care of it
I wish I was a female tiger because then if I was talking to someone and I was getting off topic I could say “but I tigress,” and then kill and eat them because I am a tiger
If your lover lives in Hong Kong and cannot get to Chicago, it will be necessary for you to go to Hong Kong. Perhaps you will spend your life there, and never see Chicago again. And you will, I assure you, as long as space and time divide you from anyone you love, discover a great deal about shipping routes, airlines, earthquake, famine, disease, and war. And you will always know what time it is in Hong Kong, for you love someone who lives there. And love will simply have no choice but to go into battle with space and time and, furthermore, to win.
James Baldwin, Nothing Personal
i’m so devoted to expressing myself in the Purest form imaginable.