a poem about stillness.
When I was younger and researching the autism diagnosis criteria and symptoms, I thought “oh I couldn’t POSSIBLY be autistic.” Because when I read “takes everything literally” I thought it literally meant EVERYTHING and I was like “I don’t take EVERYTHING literally, just most things!” And I just realized the other day that it didn’t actually mean EVERYTHING and that was an overstatement.
hearts of darkness (1991) dir. eleanor coppola, george hickenlooper, fax bahr
May Sarton, The House by the Sea
I hate that lung cancer is stigmatized.
My dear friend has lung cancer from secondhand smoke. He's 16.
Whenever he tells people that he has cancer, they react with sympathy. Then he tells them it's lung cancer.
Boom. No more sympathy. Just 'why did you smoke?' 'Did you vape?' 'You're a little young for that, aren't you?' 'Why do you have cancer?'
Fuck you. He's 16. He can't breathe. He's gone through chemo and every type of treatment under the goddamn sun. We goof off and act like kids and he has to sit down to gasp and choke for five, ten minutes.
I hate that lung cancer is stigmatized.
Fuck everyone who contributes.
i be wanting to say something meaningful and then go shlkghfkhlhfj
Cheryl Strayed, Tiny Beautiful Things: Advice on Love and Life from Dear Sugar
liking christmas = spoiled nepo baby
liking halloween = victorian street urchin
liking thanksgiving = big and greedy
liking valentines day = borderline personality disorder
we are the daughters of parents who should not have had kids