when something unlucky happens to your magical-thinking prone friend who is already unkind to themself and youre like fuuuck please don't internalise this
I recall an interesting habit of a schizophrenic friend: he is physically incapable of stopping himself from reading unless a chapter break emerges. He once began reading Molloy on the bus and missed his stop because he had to finish the entire first half in one sitting.
I honestly hate gay dating standards so much. I haven’t read Deleuze and Guattari. I don’t go to salons all the time. I hardly ever can identify the Lacanian objet petit a. I read Kant and Russell. I prefer concrete notions. I don’t understand the semiotic triangle.
[looking at people younger than me] you have your whole life ahead of you, [looking at people older than me] you have your whole life ahead of you, [looking at myself] it's over.
Unfortunately, I have to admit that I have not done my best. My current situation is a direct consequence of my incompetence. I suck at doing this life thing.