letting my soft animal body love what it loves

[ID: Aerial photo of two adult wild hogs and 9 or 10 hoglets lying in a field. The babies are all lying in a pile between/on top of the two adults. End ID]

the mind is uncomfortable and the body she is also uncomfortable

nothing has ever been water off a ducks back to me in my whole life. everything that’s ever happened to and around me was like a rake to the spine

I think when you correctly identify a trauma that is the base of a woe of yours it should just disappear. It should be like "aaahh. you got me" and vanish and leave 100 dollars behind

you will struggle to say the unsayable thing for five years straight. and then it will suddenly become easy on a Wednesday morning

me a lesbian trying to explain how i love my favourite male characters: he's like my close friend who i worry about. but he's also me in some ways. but sometimes he's also my son and i carried him inside of me and gave birth to him. but im also psychosexually obsessed with him. but mostly he's my doll i play with. and a bug i keep in a jar on my shelf. and i shake the jar. and i shake it. and i shake it. and i shake it. and i shake it.

my summer plans consist of unclenching my jaw + forgiving myself

everything is divine punishment if youre delusional enough

i bet it feels good to be an underwater plant just swaying in sync with the flow of water

you can have sex with music or abstract concepts but we still haven't found a way to have sex with people