Let Me Out Aghhhh

cosmo wanda i wish god was dead and his rotting corpse was hung up in the sky to forever remind humanity what they did to his image

cosmo wanda make me a ladder to the heavens so that i may burn them down and build an empire on the ashes

cosmo wanda my lust for change has made me fall out of love with myself. i wish to find a permanent, unchanging state of self in death so that through me another form of life can be created

cosmo wanda did it work? was a new world able to rise from the ashes i have scattered? did it learn from the last? did it learn from me? is it beautiful?

“the recording is of a blackbird in my garden in the north of scotland. the idea of the piece is that it's a letter home from a migrated bird, telling the family of its new life and making the connection between the migrant and the homeland.” - jennifer cantwell

I think when you correctly identify a trauma that is the base of a woe of yours it should just disappear. It should be like "aaahh. you got me" and vanish and leave 100 dollars behind

#if you line up several neuroses and identify the interlocking connections between them they should all vanish like clearing a line in tetris (via @karliahs)

taylor swift i hope your boyfriend dies