from the subclavian vein

Sergei Chudanov (Russian b.1987), The Sweetness of Doing Nothing, 2022, Oil on canvas

It fucking better.

Art by Iren_Horrors

this is the image some people use as evidence in their claim that my cat is "pink". i assure you these are incorrect assumptions

where's the forth horseman

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New York Times readers share a moment when they have felt truly swept off their feet — or have been the ones doing the sweeping. (Bonus: more stories from the comments)

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reality: what if you and you alone carried the most painful memories of your community? what if only you knew the true shape of reality? what if you were cast out for no crime but the accident of your birth? what kind of life can we truly live if we don't know death? what is the point of grief? why must we remember painful things? well, because that is how you keep the ones you love alive even once they're gone. if we were to forget all things that challenge or disturb us, we would never leave our small worlds. we must carry the burden of memory together. we must cross the road from the meadow and we must not forget.

Me: they’re not withstanding a goddamn thing. The pressure is a part of them. Their interiors and exteriors are equalized. Just because your respiratory system is built around a pair of fragile poppable bubbles-

You don’t know me