he’s special to me in a sea of characters who embody hope & grand motivations. i too feel doomed by the non-existence of a burning furnace of dreams beyond our world’s vile manmade horrors. he feels so so betrayed and helpless, it crawls up his spine and pours out of his eyes
i’ll never blame them for getting lost in their performance. i find it terribly cruel to interrogate the genuineness of a weaponchild whose performance of self is perhaps the only place they can create a self. the existence theyre trying to reconcile felt so many important things
when i experience a flicker of attraction for another person i go burn my fingerprints off on the stovetop to punish myself for my wretched immoral predatory ways
Sex is more meaningful to women because the act of being penetrated by someone from the group that oppresses you is inherently traumatizing not because women are generally these fucking pure nonsexual snow white beings