this is basically my diary

I find myself thinking "god, I need a cigarette" way too often for someone who doesn't actually smoke. but what can I say. I've been needing a cigarette

the red thread ariadne left in the labyrinth was the blood of her brother as she dragged him out of his prison. i'm gonna throw up.

Hera and Zeus are like if Gaslight, Gatekeep, Girlboss, was married to Mansplain, Manipulate, Manwhore.

what if you were GAY and your girlfriend was the personification of DEATH and then your SON died and she had to reap his SOUL or whatever because it was her JOB and then you never forgave her but she still LOVED you and then you projected your GRIEF onto a random teenager while battling through DEATH trials with PATTI LUPONE

the feminine, the masculine, the artistic urge to stare at the paintings until they make you hallucinate, to read poems until they seep inside your soul, to write such words that hold the power to shatter a person's heart and fill the void at the same time.

The duality of Lola's count going down (0) as Andrew's percentages go up (you are at one hundred)