We Are Orphans Of Th 21st Century Printing Press

The therapist opens up my journal and reads one page and shoots me dead like a racehorse with a broken leg

one time in college i was in a creative writing class and this guy was holding up the critique with what i can only describe as like cinemasins dinging another student's writing. and at some point the professor said "the plot is the fork and the prose is the meal. you are critiquing the taste of the fork"

proud victim of the tumblr accent. it's fading out of public consciousness as the tik tok accent takes precedence; a linguistic evolution that makes the tumblr accent 85% funnier to unsuspecting civilians. it's like releasing a disease on a non-inoculated population. coughing baby versus hydrogen bomb.

I once called a colleague's Borzoi a beautiful Gentle Alien, assuming the term had long since become commonplace outside of Tumblr, and discovered when he burst into delighted laughter at the term that it Had Not. I had to explain to him that I'm not a comedy genius, just repeating a niche meme.

"He would not fucking say that" but it's "He would not handle someone having a breakdown in front of him like that."

He would not set boundaries like that.

He would not know those therapy techniques

He would not have that good an understanding of his own sexuality.

He would not appreciate poetry like that.

the sewing machine is a delicate breed of horse

update: i’ve made it through the user manual and have sewn myself a cravat. the sewing machine is a delicate breed of horse with anger in its motion and spite in its heart.

something I've noticed is like the straight man fantasies about therapists tend to be "what if....my therapist....was a hot woman...and she also wanted to fuck me?" whereas everyone else is like "what if the older therapist gaslit me and manipulate me into doing sexual things by saying it's the only way to get better. also I get strip searched in an obviously sexualized way maybe."

a great tragedy of this world is that many things that are bad for you also look very sexy. smoking. riding a motorcycle. that crazy shit they did to saint sebastian

Like say what you want about "bad queer representation", but this was the song that made me openly and happily accept that I was bisexual. To see him up there Black and beautiful, making music that I love, absolutely killing it? Yeah. You couldn't tell me shit. This man made me proud to be out. "This will make them think we're evil for being gay" hey newsflash dawg-

if you call women “females” i automatically do not trust or like you

you really wont like the military then buddy

jokes on you, i already hate the military

avoidance is lowkey funny because it’s like i don’t want love on the off chance that it gets taken away from me and then i have to become john wick or something

must feel so good to be soil absorbing rain

i must not get takeout. takeout is the wallet-killer. takeout is the little-death that brings total obliteration. i will face the kitchen, fridge, and pantry. i will make choices about what to cook and then execute them. when hunger is gone there will be nothing. only i will remain.

white people will literally be like if u arent nice to me Im going to become a nazi. and think they’re making a great argument

this stupid shit has been around for so long and it’s crazy to me there are still people with enough rocks in their brain to believe it. “Oughhhhh if you aren’t nice to you oppressors they’ll become bigots instead of allies” if someone’s support for marginalized groups hinges entirely on whether or not that group is niceys, they’re by definition not effective or useful allies and, by admission of this argument, an active danger to the communities theyre supposed to be allied with because they can Enter Bigot Mode the second they become displease

im developing cataracts in my right eye and ill be getting surgery for it on sunday so art might be paused for a bit next week ...

that's okay. you dont need to do that actually