I am in school with kids born after the year 2000. We had to say our birth years in Français.Holy shit. I Googled images of early 2000s anime, admiring the mulleted anime boys wearing long sleeves under their short tees.
I don't want 'mad pride'. I do not want my soul tied to a word that is associated with a rabid slobbering mutt that needs to be put down with a rifle. A sad and terrifying dog that must be killed otherwise it will destroy itself and all the creatures around it. I have experienced… Continue reading wish mad pride was twendy UwU
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
From crib to corporate cage rectangular voids have raised us. We gawk into these portals every waking second of every day. The sparkling labyrinth is cruel and twists and turns us towards dead ends in its halls of mirrors.
Once you have it, now what? Now you are the white dove in a large cage, without the capacity to regret. How purely empty you are, with those beady pale eyes staring far off into the distance again.