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quentin compson fifteen minutes before killing himself
Fellas is it gay to have people call your roommate "your husband" while you obsess over sex and virginity completely removed from any actual passion or lust worrying instead solely about social convention?
quentin and mr compson
Quentin freaking out because it’s 1920s Mississippi and his beloved sister just lost her virginity (out of wedlock!!!! 😱) so he asks his dad for guidance because his entire world-view is shattered and his dad is just like “oh it ain’t that serious lol, virginity is just a concept men came up with anyway, I don’t really care that much 😊”
Like how is your dad somehow more enlightened than you in 1920s post-antebellum south??
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Making my Quentin Compson mii more accurate to his book counterpart by exposing him to the mausoleum of all hope and desire
quentin compson iii if he was in a discord server in 2021
FUNERAL SONG FOR QUENTIN COMPSON
(ADAGIO, 3:5 SWINGING FEEL)
That patrician face, eaten in pieces
Where fire turned wet blood silver and orange
White muscle, black muscle washed till it glistened
By sugarcane fists on quivering hinges
<Chorus>
Hey nanny hey nanny diddle da diddy
(Hit, hot, hit, hot)
The natural path from the great Mississippi
(Hit, hot, hit, hot)
South where a plantation house once was towering
(Hit, hot, hit, hot)
In overgrown brambles a dead man is cowering
(Hit, hot, hit, hot, hit hot hit!)
The candle now gutters and burns down the chaff
Alloyed in times where gravestone chains cast
Shadows on boylike chivalrous pasts
Igniting like powder in afterbirth damp
<Chorus>
Hey nanny hey nanny diddle da diddy
(Hit, hot, hit, hot)
The natural path from the great Mississippi
(Hit, hot, hit, hot)
South where a plantation house once was towering
(Hit, hot, hit, hot)
In overgrown brambles a dead man is cowering
(Hit, hot, hit, hot, hit hot hit!)
I give you this fatherly funeral watch
For all of the research distractions have caught
On gallowlike hooks of the architect's square
Wait
Wait sister lay here
I think: there's nothing there
<Chorus>
Hey nanny hey nanny diddle da diddy
(Hit, hot, hit, hot)
The natural path from the great Mississippi
(Hit, hot, hit, hot)
South where a plantation house once was towering
(Hit, hot, hit, hot)
In overgrown brambles a dead man is cowering
(Hit, hot, hit, hot, hit hot hit!)
<Chorus>
Hey nanny hey nanny diddle da diddy
(Hit, hot, hit, hot)
The natural path from the great Mississippi
(Hit, hot, hit, hot)
South where a plantation house once was towering
(Hit, hot, hit, hot)
In overgrown brambles a dead man is cowering
(Hit, hot, hit, hot, hit hot hit!)
<Bridge>
I never done me not one bit of good
I'll bridge the gap where the sugar cane stood
I never done you it done me no good
To pour over bridges that old flower should
I never done me not one bit of good
To pour over