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
There’s nothing better than friends reading something you love and giving you updates as they go. Like yes, my melancholy whatever I’m dead I’m dead, but let me relive this with you, let me live again….
I'm somewhere between an I'm-going-to-die ecstasy and I'm-never-gonna-die paralysis at each bare moment. This whole thing is such a laugh, you know? Especially once you put your head through the surface and let the water in. Call it autoerotic asphyxiation or call it drowning, either way you have to open your mouth!
god I love being queer
there are powerlines in my bloodline
unfortunately if you heavily curate and dampen parts of your being to avoid being cringe on your quest to be lovable you will never be loved for who you are and something will always feel missing. i know i know it's terrible. rips my own face off
When poetry speaks to you, it is because of the demonic entities. You should not listen!
the veil is getting thinner can you feel it
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.
tell me a secret, pass me your vape. You are the eyes seeing through God’s hand || he/him || 21
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