Latest Posts by livingcorpsesstuff - Page 2
on love arriving unannounced
i have GOT to get over my obsessive worry about being a burden on others oh my god. it is okay to inconvenience people! people in your life who really care about you won’t mind being inconvenienced!! it’s literally just the human experience!!! communicate your needs for the love of god it’ll be FINE!!!!!
Sotce
It is easy to cut up a woman’s body if you’re a woman. You know it all so well! It doesn’t call for either grief or pity. You know how to set about it, which flap of skin to lift off, which joint to go for, which bit of cartilage to destroy. You know what shame to awaken, what suffering to revive, what susceptibility to trample on, what jealousy to exacerbate, what longing to thwart, what desire to frustrate, what death to repeat—to go on repeating endlessly, not letting the pain ever ease. You’re attacking yourself, but from a distance. You protect yourself and survive while the other dies, disappears into the void to which she seems always to have belonged. You yourself are reborn, set off again. More impersonal than before, and more assured.
Julia Kristeva, tr. Jody Gladding | The Severed Head: Capital Visions
medieval judge: i sentence you to a swift and painless death in private with all of your clothes on
gay masochist pervert criminal: NOOOOOO PLEASE, ANYTHING BUT THAT!
liking christmas = spoiled nepo baby
liking halloween = victorian street urchin
liking thanksgiving = big and greedy
liking valentines day = borderline personality disorder
You know, actually, it's not that I need to be in a relationship for my life to be complete or have meaning. It's that I have been forced to deny myself access to an entire portion of myself in order to survive in this world. I am meant to love and I have an immense capacity for love. It comes very easily to me, but I have never really had an opportunity to experience it fully in a healthy way.
I've had glimpses of it and I know that finding someone who can not only handle how I love, but wants and welcomes it, means I also get to experience myself without restriction. It's the one mask I've never been able to remove in a life filled with masks.
😭😭😭 real
I can’t stand people that don’t let me speak hyperbolically. If I can’t respond to a minor inconvenience that someone should get shot in the fucking head for it then what’s the point of it all.
Being a goofy lil' goober, a strange fellow, is a very weird experience if you think about it. 'Cause like, even if you know you're weird, it just kinda doesn't register with you most of the time. You do things that are just like "yeah, that's about right, checks out" to you, but would seem like a sign of total derangement to other people
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH
I've always thought Margarita would be a beautiful name for a little girl
i think a lot of things that make me nauseous are due to undiagnosed neurospiciness and many of them have caused actual meltdowns I've violently repressed or hidden from others in an effort not to seem dramatic because i realize that my sudden "i can only eat plain white bread" or "i can only listen to this one song for 8 hours" or " i can only wear this shirt and these pants and that one pair of socks and that pair of shoes and there is one hair clip and only one that is allowed because it's the only one that keeps my hair up without being heavy or pulling it too hard" are not what most people experience, and the crazy thing is that i could go on forever about all these things. And then i tell other people and they say things like "i also have a favorite hair clip/outfit" like no you don't understand, i don't just prefer it, it's that or i will throw up, cry and pass away all at the same time because the texture of the fabric and the fit of the shirt against my skin and the color of it are familir and i know that I'm comfortable in it and it cannot be replaced and I've been spending months trying to psychologically prepair for the fact that i have to find a replacement and gathering all the energy required to go to stores and find one that could work (which is a lot of energy) because this one has holes in it and i will inevitably have to replace it and i don't want to not be prepared because what if it brakes at a bad time and then I'm imbarassed and it's a nightmare
anyway how's ur day going ahah
One thing about life is sometimes there is moon
yall ever just wanna cry
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.
whatever. WHATEVER.
hey y'all! your friendly neighbourhood chronically ill and chronically poor hexagon asking, once again, for a little help if at all possible :')
i get paid next wednesday, June 11, but between then and now i have.......... 20 entire dollars to my name! YAY CAPITALISM
i need to put gas in my car and get food to last the week, if anyone can donate or help spread the word that would be greatly appreciated <3
we are the daughters of parents who should not have had kids
from The Crown Ain’t Worth Much by Hanif Abdurraqib
hearts of darkness (1991) dir. eleanor coppola, george hickenlooper, fax bahr
Ernest Hemingway // Unknown
@roach-works // Melissa Broder, "Problem Area" // Mary Oliver, "The Return" // @annavonsyfert // Koyoharu Gotouge, Demon Slayer // Haruki Murakami, Dance Dance Dance // David Levithan, How They Met and Other Stories // Tennessee Williams, Notebooks
Anaïs Nin, Delta of Venus, originally published: 1977
does anyone know about the yearning & the wanting
i'm all the people i've ever loved
loseness lines over time by olivia de recat, @i-wrotethisforme, Kaveh Akbar, Olivie Blake
it's so cringe how every song on the radio by a woman is about how good she is at having sex. id make a song about being ass at sex. i twist the dick like a pretzel and bite it off that's what id sing
no no see, domesticity IS hot. how intimate it is to make food with someone, to share a bed, to brush your teeth at the same sink, to shower and use the same towels and the same laundry soap, to grocery shop and hold hands through the aisles, to be cornered in the kitchen to make out while a pot of pasta boils over on the stove. to fall asleep and hear them snoring softly and laugh at the little trail of drool out of the corner of their mouth. to spend money together and share chores and pick on each other for your weird habits. it's not always perfect and beautiful, but it's comfortable and familiar and I just think it's neat.