“We are all unused to living, we are all crippled, each one of us more or less. We are so unused to it that we straight away feel some kind of loathing towards real ‘lively life’ and so we cannot stand it when we are reminded of it. We have indeed reached such a point that we almost consider real ‘lively life’ to be labour, almost like service, and we are all agreed among ourselves that it is better left in books.”
— Fyodor Dostoyevsky, Notes from Underground
local faggot found grieving what once was
if you're on instagram get off that thing and go outside
if you're on tumblr hold fast and keep scrolling soldier
I vote that your writing continues to be:
self indulgent
cringe
weird
bizarre
long
short
sappy
only for your eyes
obnoxious
You're allowed to have your own voice. You're allowed to write something only you want to read. Seize the freedom you were never given in your 8th grade English class!
shoutout to the horny freaks in fandom. this is a freaks please do interact zone
the holy trinity: the father (fuck it we ball) the son (it is what it is) the holy spirit (to be cringe is to be free)
getting better but also becoming worse. u wouldn't get it
I won't pick up on subtlety, if you just hint at something, I won't get it. But if you just tell me something directly I will also be afraid that you're lying, so really you just have to visit me in my dreams & whisper the message subliminally.
Average The Great Impersonator listening experience
There’s a reason why we feel lonely even though we aren’t alone. It’s because loneliness is not about how many friends we have or how many people are in the room with us. It’s a disconnection from others. Being social doesn’t cure loneliness, loneliness comes when there is not a single person close enough to see past the illusion to who we really and what we really feel inside.
Andrea Gibson, The Madness Vase
23 | queer | neurodivergent
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