Pink Lemonade

and here you are

and here we both still are!

i have tested positive for tzatziki

there are four human activities and they are crafting, stories, math, and fucking around. whatever you're doing is at least one of those four.

I have GOT to stop spending $30

$30 is the new $5 but $100 is still $100 #Fucked

The fastest way to accomplish The Project is to cease being afraid of The Project. The Project cannot maim you. The Project cannot kill you. The Project is more afraid of you than you are of it. It is okay if The Project turns out differently from how it was in your head, and it is okay if it has flaws. You are capable of engaging with The Project.

making a pilgrimage to tumblr & getting conned by a blogger claiming to sell scraps of the shroud of pjackk

it is so hard to believe the "no one will remember you did/said that" bc it is just straight up not true. i still remember when i went to a con 12 years ago and watched a barista try to be cool by sliding a drink on the counter and accidentally put too much force behind it so it flew off the edge and splattered all over the ground and we stood there watching him sadly clean. he might not remember that and i dont know if anyone else does, but i do. the thought that there are people out there who think about dumb shit ive done and said and have a little laugh...well. i suppose that is the cost of admission into society.

There is a standard media depiction of a "healed" person. Someone who has Gone To Therapy. I've noticed this in a few works recently. We often see them at the end of a story, maybe in a "ten years later" epilogue. They speak in a soft, serene voice. They have Accepted what they cannot change. They have let go of a lot, including most of what we see them actually care about in the story itself. They are Happy, At Peace, in some non-descript way. They bare little resemble to the person we were actually shown. They bare little resemblance to any person. We were shown, as we usually are in stories, an agent, a desirer, someone becoming. Now they have Become. And they look back on all that silly becoming as something childish that they have moved past. Fire, you know, fire is for children who don't know any better. To be Healed is to have your fire rightly extinguished; to not even miss it.

"DSM-5 seems to have no definition of happiness other than the absence of suffering. The normal individual in this book is tranquilized and bovine-eyed, mutely accepting everything in a sometimes painful world without ever feeling much in the way of anything about it." — Sam Kriss's review of the DSM-5 as a piece of surrealist literature