Things I overheard at school today “At least if all else fails and I completely flunk highschool and everything turns to shit, I’ll still have bee keeping.”
If Eeyore was your favourite character in Winnie the Pooh you have depression now.
Going through the notes on your phone is just like: *codes and passwords that don’t tell you what they lead to* *a random fact* *midnight thoughts from 3 years ago* *a wishlist* *something your friend told you about that you were “definitely going to check out”* *random numbers* *drafts of emotionally charged messages* *shopping lists* *todo lists* *fake poetry* *a diary entry*
“Sometimes I feel the anxiety and suffering are too great, the ordeal of analysis, to be made whole, to break life-long patterns and habits. I got ill. There is pain everywhere, and I feel cornered. I must go on.”
— Anais Nin, Mirages: The Unexpurgated Diary of Anais Nin, 1939-1947
“My whole being swims and floats, I cross what exists with my nerves, I am nothing if not desire, wrath, vagueness, as impalpable as energy. Energy? but where is my strength? in vagueness, in vagueness… And investing it with life, not the reality, but merely the vague impulse forward.”
— Clarice Lispector, Near to the Wild Heart
You brought us back to life. You did something I thought no one could do.
The Secret Garden (1993), dir. Agnieszka Holland
I adored this movie and book when I was younger. This aesthetic was before it’s time. And FH Burnett is still my idol.
No such thing as a tomato sauce boat. No such thing as a salad dressing boat. But I guess if you’re gravy you get ~SpEcIaL nAuTiCaL pRiViLeGeS~
I mean, marinara, it’s right there in the name. Who is more deserving, I ask you?
…you know you can put any sauce you want in your own gravy boat, OP? You know that, right?
Well yeah. You can put lemonade in it if you want to. Or use it as a spittoon. Or a paperweight. Whatever.
But when you’re not using it? When you have cleaned it and put it back in the cupboard? What is it then? That’s right. It reverts to being a gravy boat. Because that’s what it’s, as they say, “for.”
And when you take it out again and fill it with, idk, salsa verde, what will people say? They’ll say, “Oh, that’s a good use for a gravy boat.” No one ever says “how clever of you to use a salsa boat to serve gravy.” Because the boat defaults to gravy. That is the problem.
If I go to the store and ask for a raita boat, I get funny looks. If I ask for a gravy boat, they know exactly what I’m talking about. Fair? No. Fact? Yes.
Can you see that this is about what is a marked use and what is an unmarked use? Can you see that, friend orbisonblue? That this is not just about what I, personally, can do with my tableware, but what our society considers to be “normal’ sauce-serving practice, and what is “abnormal”? Can you?
Archaeologists determining if mundane objects are also ritual objects
Zombie movie part 1
Runs out of meds.
Zombie movie part 2
Bipolar mania rampage it’s going well.
Zombie movie part 3
Zomboo electric boogaloo aka I cry a lot.
It’s amazing how sometimes someone can say something that completely shifts your understanding of something. Or just opens your mind to a new way of thinking.
For example I love analysis. Give me a good text and some paper and I will go ham. I’ll tell you all about the subtext and how the author meant the curtains to represent human emotions, and that the lamp was an allusion to this specific piece of french renaissance poetry.
But I had just never considered that music was the same. It’s constructed to convey meaning, not just the words. But the music itself. And this just blew my mind. That there was this whole realm of analysis I had never considered.
So I guess the moral is that you should surround yourself with people who make you question, who make you think differently, who can analyse the muse song and tell you how the incorporation of this instrument is a reference to this other specific thing. Because those people will change your life.
me, begging, tears in my eyes: please. please just tell me what the book is about. the plot. please
a book annotation on the cover, unfazed: A Subversive Masterpiece. A Deep And Touching Story. The New York Times Bestseller. Go Fuck Yourself
You know things are spiraling out of control when you’re crying into a bowl of icecream as your meds make you micro sleep.
“I did think, let’s go about this slowly.
This is important. This should take
some really deep thought.
We should take
small thoughtful steps.
But, bless us, we didn’t.”
- Mary Oliver, Elegy to her partner, Molly Malone Cook, 2005.
The uhaul poet and original lesbian icon who is sadly overlooked.
I’m a lesbian with anxiety, so I could be dating her, or maybe she hates me 🤷♂️
“The Lord God formed every beast of the field, and every fowl in the air; and brought them into Adam to see what he would call them; and whatsoever Adam called them, that was the name thereof.”
God: “What dis?”
Adam: “Daddy Long Legs”
God: “Ok, but what???”