Love is not a state, a feeling, a disposition, but an exchange, uneven, fraught with history, with ghosts, with longings […]
Judith Butler, Take My Advice: Letters to the Next Generation from People Who Know a Thing or Two; from 'Doubting Love'
Fuck drugs. Have you ever been addicted to reading angsty fanfics about Harry Potter's dead parents and their friends? That shit will kill you.
5 years ago i was a fucking mess & now i’m a fucking mess but at peace with it and with cooler fashion sense
Richard Goldstein & James Baldwin | The Last Interview
A Charlie Brown Christmas Tree
“““You’re not a monster,” I said. But I lied. What I really wanted to say was that a monster is not such a terrible thing to be. From the Latin root monstrum, a divine messenger of catastrophe, then adapted by the Old French to mean an animal of myriad origins: centaur, griffin, satyr. To be a monster is to be a hybrid signal, a lighthouse: both shelter and warning at once.””
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— Ocean Vuong, from “On Earth We’re Briefly Gorgeous”
The undeviating existence of the house and in particular its uninhabited rooms, may also be experienced as disturbing. It is as if a house should always be inhabited and that its emptiness is simultaneously eerie and uncanny. Eeriness is often said to be created by the absence of something that ought to be there, but isn't, whereas the uncanny is the opposite, arising from the presence (real or imagined) of something that shouldn't be there, but is there. So the emptiness of the empty house is eerie, and yet at the same time it produces the uncanny sensation that something actually is there; and that must be the house itself—or, of course, a ghost haunting it. It is this contradictory mixture that produces the belief that the house itself is a presence, a being, that it is in some sense if not alive, then at least sentient. In this sense a house may be haunted by itself.
Elizabeth Wilson, Haunted Houses
no way ppl are using ai to write ao3. what happened to being a tortured writer. what happened to blood on the page. what happened to the ao3 curse. people used to get run over, have their houses burned down, break their entire spines and they still put in the work to finish a chapter. fuck you, using ai. y’all are weak
tell me a secret, pass me your vape. You are the eyes seeing through God’s hand || he/him || 21
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