one of the few things that keep me alive in this piece of shit eternally evil world is that there's so much fucking music that needs to be discovered. literally like you can find shit daily that could blow your mind that's how much shit there's truly out there never ever settle
// i like it when you sleep, for there are cracks in my ceiling that i know like the back of my heart - and to learn of your body in half of that manner was something desired from the start//
maybe because this is not feminist lit. it’s a book about what it means to be human when humanity is at its bleakest, how culture shapes socialisation, how personhood differs from womanhood, and how the quest for knowledge is ultimately the driving force for the meaning of life