for centuries literature was obsessed with loves that consumed people whole. now everyone wants healthy relationships. whatever happened to devotion, obsession, possessiveness, the desire to devour someone’s body and soul? what the hell is all this healing shit anyway
They were listening to that first blood brothers record wearing gold lamé bodysuits and doing blow. Suspenders, craft beer and twirly moustaches was another, worse thing.
it’s called “life.” You walk to the store. Maybe you see someone you know on the way. You find a dollar on the ground. The sun shines on your face. You are participating in the world.
drug dealers used to always have some wild ass biology in their house. you’d go over to buy a gram of weed and a cat would be giving birth in the corner
Tbh a lot of you have this kind of autism it’s just instead of reporting people to the police for minor traffic violations it’s reporting people to “the community” (i.e. social media) for things like ice cream recipe violations. Cop autism is rampant.
thoughts about kinderwhore: if what’s only kept visible is the “aesthetic” then people are naturally not going to read beyond surface level. once the trauma and politics are kept invisible, then the whole point collapses till it’s just a consumable style for the masses.