Who Is This DIVAAAA

Lana Del Rey released a song called "Henry, come on"?! Excuse me?

"I heard God say, "You were born to be the one

To hold thе hand of the man

Who flies too close to thе sun"

Ok Richard Papen. Hold his hand. Not the Greek mythology reference.

"I'll still be nice to your mom It's not her fault you're leavin'"

Somebody sedate me!!!...

"Do you think I'd really lose it on ya If you did nothin' wrong?"

I'm sensing Camilla?...

Why don't you just push me off a cliff, Lana? You might as well. It's already April.

The Secret History destroyed my life like what do you mean I can't drink wine and study classical literature and spend the nights in a countryside mansion with piano echoing through the dark halls and break through the confines of humanity in a bacchanal and commit a string of murders and try to escape but eventually kill myself in a blaze of glory, ultimately shattering the lives of the people around me? That I can't escape the cognitive mode of experience and transcend the accident of my moment of being? That I can't lose my self, lose it utterly? What do you mean I can't live without thinking?

isnt it cool that борщ/borsht commemorates a plant that was once upon a time used to make it. борщівник/hogweed/heracleum may have long since ceased being the ingredient for borsht and is mostly associated with a vicious invasive plant now, but the memory of it remains

"Him so sweet", I say, in a baby voice, about an 80s rockstar over twice my age who needs therapy and rehab

I want to share a sats meditation that helped a close friend of mine reach the void!

she did this every night for a few days and entered the void after.

i’m literally richard papen (always sleeping yet never sleeping, most likely malnourished, gay and in denial, going insane and detached from reality at all times :33)

each paragraph in the epilogue of the secret history is like another gunshot and by the time i finish the book i’m in literal shambles

Try to read The Secret History w/o making it your entire personality for the rest of your life challenge (impossible)

Okay imagine this. Henry Winter lives til his sixties, he’s a professor, and try to imagine him doing administrative nonsense. Like. Just the idea of him updating grades on canvas or coming up with an AI use policy. Or him even having a iPhone?? Literally an insane idea. A good thing he killed himself

Love when Richard randomly lore drops like yes id love to know more about how you showed up high to School everyday at the age of 13 because you thought it would make you cool.

Or how your friends having a lil argument reminds you of when you dad used to hit you. Like fucking hell bro.