Atheoreticalslut

the art of. using periods incorrectly to fine tune line delivery

what do they put in october and november that makes them the most ungodly mental breakdown psychosis inducing months imaginable. what are they storing in the orange leaves and generally grey drowsy atmosphere

the paris catacombs are 1000x more fucked up than i imagined

i love when i “make a mental note” of something. it’s gone within 20 seconds

imagining a guy with a beard entering a mosh pit and coming out completely clean shaven

I don’t like being referred to as a boy

I am not the divine masculine or the divine feminine I am the divine comedy and you will address me as such

the fact that i'm no longer the same age as the protagonists of novels and films i once connected to is so heartbreaking. there was a time when I looked forward to turning their age. i did. and i also outgrew them. i continue to age, but they don't; never will. the immortality of fiction is beautiful, but cruel.