my rage is so fucking sexy to me

and if all I write about for the foreseeable future is this, it will be enough for me

fire
ice
beauty
pain
death
devotion
debauchery

these are a few of my favourite things

fire

I’m not waiting anymore.

that’s what’s changed.

I’m not holding out for xyz.
I’m not holding myself back.
I’m not assuming that you will stay.
I’m not projecting that xyz will exist n months into the future.

I’m living NOW. and I’m living for myself now.

and everything has changed.

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this is what you always wanted.
this is what I always wanted.

unironically, this is a good example of our interests being truly aligned.

life is so fucking weird.

and when I say that, what I really mean is “life is so fucking absurd”.

like, honestly. fuck the fancy words. I just want to write how I speak & say how I feel & express myself in ways that can be truly felt.

when I look at myself—when I look at EVERYTHING—from a birds’ eye view, everything makes sense.

the simulat…