dont know if i got the job or bombed the job one is most likely but what matters is i held control from start to end / i did something to further my life / my career / my soul …… i move
you want to become feral & feline but refuse to exhaust the body. no pounce, no dart, no sudden leap, not quick on the feet. stuck on languid stretch. all collapse, no spring. the feline is not only repose but also the coiled force of pursuit
told my mom i’ve been having such a productive and spiritually fulfilling week that it’d be a shame to ruin it with sports at EOW and she was like. Well you don’t have to watch lol esports. Or be miserable. But i wouldn’t know who i am if not working against my own taste
X (2008) by kylie minogue
love the never-ending process of forgetting and remembering this album... x was my intro to Kylie, i associate it with her SEA tour and me going to my uncle's house to hog his computer and sneakily watch her MVs on youtube
Reading secondary literature is dangerous because you might imbibe bad takes on the primary texts. This is why you should start with critical evaluations of the secondary literature
so my best friend sent me this song that Tyra Banks made herself for a dystopian young adult book she wrote over a decade ago and i'm being so serious i think she officially made the worst song of all time