Dear reader, ahead of you lies a story littered with death—that of people, of land, of hope, of resistance, and empire. Which deaths you encounter depend on the choices you make. Your choices are, of course, the means to the ends you desire. So choose wisely.
There’s a line in The Princess and the Frog that says “the quickest way to a man’s heart is through his stomach,” which is a sentiment that only feels like it becomes increasingly true as I get older.
From masterdocs listing lesbians to colourful hook-up maps, university town lesbians have repeated a historical mantra; when you lack a third space, go to third base.
If you were hungry enough, you would bite your own foot off. Chew through the bone, leave your severed foot limp in your stomach like nothing had happened. You would sustain yourself.
after you passed, i listened to this one song by the microphones a lot.
by jahna bird
consider:
love as a butch
who makes everything
easy.
In the final act of Shakespeare’s Titus Andronicus, the titular character kills the two men who perpetrated the rape and mutilation of his daughter.
R – robot, n
: a machine that resembles a living creature in being capable of moving independently (as by walking or rolling on wheels) and performing complex actions (such as grasping and moving objects)
If you want to feel beyond human capability. Sink your teeth in. Tear at the flesh of another. Let the blood mix with the salt water. Find the liver.
n another week the rain will sweep our bones together and
we will be some vast and bloated thing
So, to love a robot is to love yourself.
I stayed while they stuffed me like their taxidermied doll.
ThriftyCat is more than just a thrift store—it’s a testament to resilience, community, and the power of accessible fashion.
I am privileged to love you, I am privileged to hold you, I am privileged to have my fingers interlocked so tightly with yours
In my time of self discovery I have managed to abandon myself.
When I was fifteen, I fell in love with a girl.
June drew by, warm days I ran through like the backfields. When the cicadas started to sing, school […]