iustum necare reges impius

social anxiety and body dysmorphia are objectively funny ways to refer to the fact that your survival is materially dependent on other people liking you

i could watch brokeback mountain a million times and never not cry because it’s about the passage of time which is probably the saddest scariest thing in the world. they could have built a life together but ennis was afraid and he pushed jack away and there was so much space and time between them and then it was too late. the regret and the guilt and the being forced to grieve quietly….wishing things had been different wishing you had known better wishing there was still time, more time, one last time, any time. and the last scene i mean how doesn’t it kill you. One shirt inside the other like two bodies pressed together. shirts not worn in years. lost their smell. lost their purpose. like the fabric of a memory. it was TOO LATE do you understand….he could never get back there….to the good times. To his love. time kept moving on but their love never could. do you understand

#neither sometimes nor lowkey

i love not saying anything. yayyy silence #MySilence

I heard they're releasing cluster D personality disorders this year.

im tired of christian beliefs being treated as not insane

this male obsession with AI and creating "digital life" is the most egregious, resource depleting manifestation of womb envy

sending pictures of me drunk and crying with a gun to my head in response to every job rejection email i receive and the subject line is stuff like "this is your fault" "i will be haunting you" etc