Calypso: The Stars Are Beautiful Tonight.

𝔴𝔥𝔞𝔱’𝔰 𝔟𝔢𝔰𝔱 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔴𝔬𝔫’𝔱 𝔞𝔩𝔴𝔞𝔶𝔰 𝔣𝔢𝔢𝔩 𝔩𝔦𝔨𝔢 𝔴𝔥𝔞𝔱’𝔰 𝔤𝔬𝔬𝔡 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔶𝔬𝔲

My favourite moment 😮‍💨

(Last) Sunday supper 🐇

A lot of pop psychology gets thrown around and since I already have a headache, here's preventing you lot from making it worse.

Love-bombing: A manipulation tactic of increasing affection and grand gestures before or after doing something abusive, specifically to weasel one's way out of consequences.

What it is not: A streak of affection and generosity towards friends/loved ones.

Trauma-bonding: Knowingly traumatizing someone to take advantage of their vulnerable state, to then act like the "hero" or the one who cheers them up.

What it is not: Bonding over similar traumas.

Gaslighting: *Knowingly* convincing someone they cannot trust their own perception of a situation in pursuit of one's own narrative.

What it is not: Misaligned perception of events.

Narcissist: Someone afflicted with Narcissistic Personality Disorder, a traumagenic cluster B disorder, that struggles with self-obsession, paranoia, craving validity from the public, delusions of grandeur, and social disconnection.

It is not: Your rubbish ex that cheated on you.

Thank you for coming to my TED Talk.

-Xanthe

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When characters have zero self preservation they just have unhealthy homoerotic obsession and spite >>>>>

This is Bunny Corcoran your honor

Never underestimate the intuition of a writer. Or, I should say, never underestimate the intuition of a lascivious man.

Dazai Osamu, “Mother!” from Tales of a Lascivious Gentleman

look i spend 99% of the book disagreeing with richard but he was right about one thing. why wont they just get jobs????

got a LOT of thoughts about paratise. i feel like we're finally getting to hear more of ivan's Inner Freak(TM) rather than just seeing it animated. it's raw and and twisted like nowhere, but also kinda sexy and so desperate. he's not just lamenting the cruel reality of his existence, he's yearning. you almost get the sense that his shitty upbringing has messed up his mind so severely that he doesn't even know how to love till without feeling this.. freakish obsession with him. he's never had the safety to feel out his emotions for till healthily, so they've culminated into this all-consuming desire to be — well, consumed — by till. the lines "my wish, to live in you like parasite / you, be my own private paradise" are so full of desire, but they also come from a place of such pain. like he yearns to wholly lose himself in till, because there's no other way to love him in their fucked up little world. because of alien stage they are all constantly brushing hands with death, and their concepts of love end up equally severe. the song constantly mentions wounds, pain, darkness, shadows — and yet, it still manages to be an impassioned declaration of desire. for ivan, pain and love have always been one and the same. and as long as it continues, the way he wants till will remain just a liiiittle bit masochistic.