will you sing to the trees I existed?

going with the flow in a face down in a river kinda way

women were not banging out spirk fanfiction in the 60s for you to be AI generating your fic

fuuuuck I'm glowing pink in the night in my room again. fuuuuck

annihilation is soooo good because the biologist is aware that she is an unreliable narrator and also hates it. she WANTS to be completely impartial and objective and just observe everything without influencing any of it. but she cant so instead she omits her name from the entire book to the point where it's almost absurd and completely intentional and splits her journal into "objective" chapters detailing her expedition and "subjective" chapters detailing her memories about her husband. ill never be over you biologist

[very clearly indulging the urge] im fighting the urge

words cannot describe how much i love showering. my wet contemplative box