if you go to a humanities university with rich people one thing you'll grow to hate quicker than anything is a pretty face with no spine and no morals. I am becoming violently opposed to prettiness
it’s so mature and self aware but man, the post-therapy-language is so bleak to me. i can never subscribe to this idea of emotional sterility. sounds healthy but also clinical. love is when two whole lives bend toward each other and never quite return to their original shape.