Dark Nightcore of the Soul

I treated myself to an indulgently long shower after coming home from school, it's the sort of thing I never take the time to do. Sitting down on the pale pink tiles and listening to the pitter patter of the water, I assess my body. While squeezing my face towards my fleshy thighs I spy… Continue reading Dark Nightcore of the Soul

Stop using the word psychotic wrong👏

Despite what social justice says, it's fine if you want to toss around the word 'crazy'. Batshit. Loony. Nutty. Insane. Those words are fine. The cringe-police will try to forbade the use of certain words, without fathoming that these worlds can be comforting and meaningful to us with lived experience. I speak for myself. I… Continue reading Stop using the word psychotic wrong👏

In Defence of Eroguro

You can call it gross and creepy. You can call it a disturbing kink that is specific to Japan. I call eroguro a thematic and aesthetic choice to express the fragile, filthy and transient nature of being alive. Horror is a big part of my life. I have read comics, watched films, looked at illustrations… Continue reading In Defence of Eroguro