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sexual thrill at the mere prospect of cataloging things in a database

truly nothing funnier than having an archive of when you first started getting into a media that has since consumed your entire life

and you may tell yourself: this is not my beautiful circus! and you may tell yourself: these are not my beautiful monkeys!!!

resurrection is either megalopolis or blade runner or something entirely new. incredibly divisive. makes no sense. I need to watch it over and over I want it explained to me I never want to understand it... undeniable technical mastery of filmmaking though holy shit it's IMPRESSIVE

Fuck amatonormativity. Be your own dead wife

actually annoyed by long distance friends again. i want to go for a walk i want to get drinks i want to sit in the grass and write i want to go to the fucking store together

Don't jerk off in anger

I would take a job pushing the Sisyphus rock if it paid 20 an hour and I could wear my headphones

jean surviving in the only universe where Nathaniel dies btw. In case you were wondering

it drives me bonkers the way people don't know how to read classic books in context anymore. i just read a review of the picture of dorian gray that said "it pains me that the homosexual subtext is just that, a subtext, rather than a fully explored part of the narrative." and now i fully want to put my head through a table. first of all, we are so lucky in the 21st century to have an entire category of books that are able to loudly and lovingly declare their queerness that we've become blind to the idea that queerness can exist in a different language than our contemporary mode of communication. second it IS a fully explored part of the narrative! dorian gray IS a textually queer story, even removed from the context of its writing. it's the story of toxic queer relationships and attraction and dangerous scandals and the intertwining of late 19th century "uranianism" and misogyny. second of all, i'm sorry that oscar wilde didn't include 15k words of graphic gay sex with ao3-style tags in his 1890 novel that was literally used to convict him of indecent behaviour. get well soon, i guess...

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