eloch

starting an online theology class to spiral into religious psychosis properly

pride month’s back, time to whore myself out unpaid to that same old good deeply disturbed and morally corrupted lesbian, as I do everyday of my fucking clown-ish life

my all consuming yearning for salvation and absolution is surprisingly all consuming

i think kneeling in a church with a hand on my head could heal me. or getting hit by a bus. or petting an aging , sad eyed dog. ok fine idk what could heal me

my knees were sore and prayers came to my mind and i felt soiled and i felt holy

sometimes i want to end it not out of despair but out of contentment. in an ive-seen-enough-beauty-and-misery-for-a-lifetime way. sometimes

don’t leave me pleasepleaseplease i'll be good i'll be sooo good i swear to fucking god i can be good no wait dont touch me we're not that close wtf

someone asked me for a movie with hugh dancy at my library, i started to shake and giggle, on the verge of rubbing my hands together. im sick of myself i swear

while at work, a kid came to me and began reciting the apple store by memory. which stage of capitalism are we in for this scene to occur ? however great talent kiddo

stunning how you have to display your most horrific traumatic experiences for people to show you some basic human empathy

to be known is to be dragged through the mud

god is soooo corrupt. embarrassing.

did you just made a snuff movie with that poor book..? c’mon now, where is even the fucking cover