Just A Friendly Reminder That There Are People Out There Who Will Accommodate For You. You Are Not A

"I am destroying myself so other people can't," she said, "and it's the worst kind of control but it's the only form I know."

— (via sofijasofia)

"how to prevent smile lines" there are a thousand more important things to do with your time than postpone evidence of life's joy on your face

haha, hey you're a pretty cool person *picks up your speech patterns and non-verbal habits*

Fernando Pessoa // Michel Foucault

From Boot theory by Richard siken / Black telephone by Richard siken / from Olivia Gatwood+Francis Forever Song by Mitski/The Cow by Ariana Reines

All the things that I did , I did with these hands of mine

thinking about how when you experience a lot of shame in your formative years (indirectly, directly, as abuse or just as an extant part of your environment) it becomes really difficult to be perceived by other people in general. the mere concept of someone watching me do anything, whether it's a totally normal activity or something unfamiliar of embarrassing, whether I'm working in an excel spreadsheet or being horny on main, it just makes my skin crawl and my brain turn to static because I cannot convince myself that it's okay to be seen and experienced. because to exist is to be ashamed and embarrassed of myself, whether I'm failing at something or not, because my instinctive reaction to anyone commenting on ANYTHING I'm doing is to crawl into a hole and die. it's such a bizarre and dehumanizing feeling to just not be able to exist without constantly thinking about how you are being Perceived. ceaseless watcher give me a god damn break.

Oh sunk-cost fallacy, we're really in it now. We are in fact so really in it that if we quit now then everything we did would have all been for nothing and so we have to keep going in

can’t wait for the goncharov AUs of people’s blorbos to start showing up