Today’s “study” Session:

for JUDE ST. FRANCIS from A Little Life by Hanya Yanagihara

the diaries of franz kafka, franz kafka / ojibwa / simone de beauvoir, from a letter to jean-paul sartre / manuscript of the brothers karamazo, fyodor dostoevsky / how to cure a ghost, fariha róisín / postcolonial love poem, 'american arithmetic', natalie díaz / life of the party, 'we all got burnt that summer', olivia gatwood / saint stephen by john everett millais / the sorrow festival, erin slaughter / women of the fertile crescent: an anthology of modern poetry by arab women 'jebu', etel adnan / beast at every threshold, 'ten years after diagnosis', natalie wee

the circle of life

YOU CANNOT MAKE ANYONE BE ANYTHING . YOU MUST LIVE FOR YOURSELF . YOU MUST LIVE FOR YOURSELF .

Beautiful Street Art in Hollywood. Walk of shame. By the way .....FUCK DONALD TRUMP!

just thinking about the fact that Jon canonically likes to read nonfiction and watch documentaries but because now he Knows everything it will be pointless to read the nonfiction and watch the documentaries—it will all feel plain and boring and overplayed and that kind of makes me sad.

Victor Frankenstein syndrome aka you spent nights over nights crying and bleeding over this work and now that it's finally done you're just like "nvm. it's trash" and go to bed

college jons

how exactly am i suppose to cope after reading

“he hears Jude creep into the room, as soft and slow as something beaten, a dog perhaps, some unloved creature who lives only to be abused” ?

how am i suppose to not think about it for the rest of my life?

depression meal but it’s just my guilt of existing eating me alive