Was hoping these faux-intellectual mids would migrate to substack permanently. all of them write in the same forced, overly voice-y style, none have juice, liking them is a mark of mediocrity
correct. i am getting FATTER. im getting fatter older and less fuckable by the day. eighteen months ago i was living on whitefish egg whites and pressed amphetamines from a venezuelan in the bronx. that person is like a faint memory. i dont go out anymore. i dont book anything. i dont fuck virtually ever. i havent done my cardio circuit in four months. i did my time. it was valuable time. it got me this one very special moment -- i had just slept with a beautiful boy and he began running his fingers down the rungs of spine behind my neck, noting that it felt "creepy." he did it for almost an hour. he kept his hand there. i remember smiling toward the wall and thinking that it was all id ever needed. i committed myself to remembering that moment, even on the day -- should ever it come -- that no one any longer wanted virtual sex or real sex from me, to have me as their special ingenue de choix, to rape or tame or marry me. we commit ourselves to things we know we cant keep up with all the time. we do it because the person who got the things we got gets to live underneath our skin forever.
@mtracey If you acknowledge this to be true why not acknowledge that someone could refer to an SA/rape as a “bad hookup” or some other euphemism after the fact, even if their primary experience was something we would all agree is coercion? Why does self-deception only go one way?
@PosterInternet @sl0th100 no response for these challenges, all he can muster is the conclusory “LTV has been discredited,” complete lightweight not to be taken seriously. These people fundamentally can’t admit that their acceptance of market theory of value lacks moral premises