airgid

ayohfie
strong killer

[airgid @airg1d]

The world wants to rape you the moment you gain some self respect

[airgid @airg1d]

It doesn't matter none of it matters, you could die tomorrow and you'd just be clay you'd just be dust

[airgid @airg1d]

They don't know what it's like to be forced apart

[airgid @airg1d]

There's just everything everything, I function in abstract

[airgid @airg1d]

What's in your pockets hey hey what in there whats in your pants is that an emblem of undoing is that a non nothing is that a symbolic recursion you fucking cunt

[airgid @airg1d]

Woah look over there look it's your semiotic inversion it's your genetically instantial identical instantiation

[airgid @airg1d]

Hey look outside the sky is smiling and it's the face of your mother

[airgid @airg1d]

I won't break the ice I'll create it, more ice, you will never be comfortable, the sea levels are lowering, ruins are rising out of the Atlantic

[airgid @airg1d]

If hellfire is anything it's infinite pleasure as well as pain,
it's a Dionysian bottoming out into malkuth, borders of the enlightening subtlety folding upon themselves into a wordless innate,
or, even a language of overfired nerves, a syntax of edge experiences

[airgid @airg1d]

I'm visibly Irish in the way people ask me if I'm Lithuanian or Slovakian in smoking areas

[airgid @airg1d]

@nerveagent0000

[airgid @airg1d]

Drinking black coffee in the shower because I'm European and it doesn't matter nothing matters, letting the water splash into the mug like waterlogged gutters it doesn't matter

[airgid @airg1d]

When god cut me from his cloth he let the devil stitch the inseams

[airgid @airg1d]

@acventz @nerveagent0000 I've got those daemons in me

[airgid @airg1d]

@brutalhalflife Can you perform Accelerated Bhop

[airgid @airg1d]

The purpose of soul is what it does,
There's no point into trying to claim it's purpose is what it continually fails to do

[airgid @airg1d]

as the empty gallery echoed with footsteps and hushed tones drowned in reverb,
the implications of the closing announcement ambient in my mind, fighting to remain in forgetting myself.
I was but a force in immalleable form.
To act as other to her discontent,
Dying hope silver.

[airgid @airg1d]

I'm lucky to have seen this around 100+ occasions as a child, to the extent that it impressed a shape of femininity-as-forboding on my young subconscious.
Gazing into the dying tones of the distant dusk, her veiled form a brooding howl against the world

[mnemos @httpsmnemos]

“Sappho” Charles Mengin
c. 1877