#we ll

I think the user base is chasing the high of when this site was considered “avant garde” like a 40 year old ex-athlete still chases the high of “almost going pro” when they were a teenager. But what made this site culturally relevant was not only the humor and social justice politics but the constant engagement with revolutionary and academic texts. We were producing commentaries, even whole new theories, but being academically informed and sharing educational materials we’re reading fell out of style. That’s like trying to excite people about music here - there’s no audience for it anymore, total disinterest. And without that, how can we claim to be more politically advanced than other website’s user bases? We’ve fallen behind and delusionally we think we’re ahead.

I think we became complacent when we noticed Twitter was recycling old tumblr arguments we moved past and developed a sort of undeserved superiority complex over the rest of the internet. Meanwhile people think this site is full of pathetic jokes.

@cosmiicsouls​​ said: 57) things you said when no one else was around - Draco & Allison

❛ We weren’t prepared for this. None of us were. ❜ 

The words are so quiet , his lips barely moving , that it’s as though he hasn’t spoken at all once the silence swallows his words. It’s thick as syrup and just as inhibiting , having been settling around them for hours. People wonder where they go when it’s like this , quiet , as if Draco won’t retreat inside his own head in a room filled with people and stay there until said room empties out. But right now , that isn’t enough. And retreat isn’t required. Soon there will be no place to retreat. it’s all falling down around them. 

❛ I know I said I was , and I really believed it. More so , no one else did , and that pissed me off , but — they were right. All of them. I wasn’t ready. I’m NOT ready. ❜ 

When she walked in here, he had no intention of speaking , of spilling truths and leaving them like stains upon her lap. But she’d sat there with him so long , blending into the walls , that he’d forgotten all of that. Half of him has convinced himself that he’s alone , that he’s okay , that he’s SAFE. It’s the biggest lie he’s ever told himself. Whether she’s here or not , he will never be safe. 

like for the twins

send me song recs and i’ll respond with:

couldn’t listen all the way through | not my thing | it’s okay | kinda catchy | ok i really like this | downloading immediately | already in my library