— Donte Collins
- Nathaniel Orion, "Hevel"
“Of all the female sins, hunger is the least forgivable; hunger for anything, for food, sex, power, education, even love.”
— Laurie Penny, Unspeakable Things. (via mythaelogy)
- Evelyn Waugh, from Brideshead Revisited (1945)
Past Lives, Future Bodies, K-Ming Chang
Skin Prayer by Doug Rice
Erin Slaughter, River
man. the secret history has become so synonymous with dark academia that when u look through the tag its just knit sweaters and latte art. like please show me a text post about how fucking unhinged richard was for staying in a room with a Literal hole in the wall during the dead of winter and almost dying of hypothermia.
“and God was supposed to be looking out for her, wasn’t he? She prayed to him and he didn’t hear. He just sat up there in his heaven and pretended everything was just fine in the woods, when He knew, He knew. He was glad another proud Whitefern girl was being assaulted because God is a man, too.”
— VC Andrews, My Sweet Audrina
The family is where most of the world's rapes take place, and also most of the murders. Nobody has more chances to rob, abuse, blackmail, manipulate, hit or touch you without consent than your family. It would be logical that announcing an intention of "treating you like family" (as many airlines, restaurants, banks, shops and workplaces do) would be considered as a horrible threat. However, to metaphorically be "family" in the eyes of someone, makes you think of having access to something... quite unfamiliar. Namely: approval, solidarity, a promise to help, embrace, and to take care
Sophie Lewis, Abolish the Family: a Manifesto for Care and Liberation, 2022
{Words by José Olivarez from Citizen Illegal /@fatimaamerbilal , from even flesh eaters don't want me.}
“I lay so still in the gloom I could hear the house breathe, and the boards of the floors whispered, conniving a way to keep me here forever.”
— VC Andrews, excerpt from My Sweet Audrina
Katherine Mansfield, from a letter to Dorothy Brett (May 1922)
Taylor Byas, from I Done Clicked My Heels Three Times: Poems; “Men really be menning”
they should invent a profound love between two people that doesnt involve the power and chance of doing profound hurt
btw
Taylor Byas, from I Done Clicked My Heels Three Times: Poems; “The Therapist Asks Me, “What Are You Afraid Of?””
[Text ID: “The remembering hurt / more than the living because shame dials / in. You hearing me? I was naive enough / to think I could control a life. Even mine.”]
I can't tell if my sweet audrina is actually super well written or if I'm just obsessively compelled by it because of how deeply the story resonates