SICKENED BY THE THOUGHT OF IT ALL

there is always some fucking laundry and dust and some other shit

imagine this heat and you roll over in bed an there’s some cunt there next to you. bruv id be inconsolable

so exhausted by how fundamentally anti-human the capitalist world has become. like ageing, getting fat, being slightly inefficient, and making mediocre art are all extremely normal and extremely human activities, why is every corporation trying to convince us to spend all our money fighting that

you gotta read, you gotta write, you gotta draw, you gotta watch films and shows. there is literally NO time to be employed

when people are like “he’s not even attractive you could find a guy that looks like him at any gas station” i’m like….. well you see there’s beauty everywhere actually

You can also find a sunset at a gas station

sometimes i wonder if we have forgotten that sharing creative work is, fundamentally, a bid for human connection. like I'm not posting art or fic for 'engagement' i'm posting it looking for other sickos to play with! i'd be making it anyway for my own gratification because there's something wrong with me, i'm sharing it hoping we can have something wrong with us together <3

there should be more options than suffering via employment and suffering via unemployment

Concerts will have you staring at the taller person infront of you and thinking Why were you born? Why? Why? Why?

u can be boiling alive in your mind for months and then on a random tuesday ur head gets so clear and life is worth living again and you're like damn what was all that about then

i don’t get it youre supposed to talk at work and focus at the same time and youre supposed to be friendly and upbeat all the time but not distracted or off task and youre not even supposed to rip your own face off and leave it splayed across your desk either

You know that whatever character did those problematic things isn't like. Real, right?

You are aware that a fictional character is just a rhetorical construct designed to fulfill a narrative/thematic purpose right? That their actions are written by an author who wants to use them to explore complex ideas and moral gray areas within the safe confines of fiction right? That they aren't a real person who has killed real people right?

[Getting so angry it makes my brain disease worse] people sre supposed to be nice..