If you think my whole personality revolves around my own horniness, FUCK YOU.
If you think i’m an ethereal being made of stone and thus, without a carnal desire, FUCK YOU.
Is not my job to be over every single one of you, having to call out your fucking attention because your own fucking ego needs that superiority boost.
I’m not made to pursue anyone unless i have REALLY good reasons to do so.
When the soul is hungry it eats everything. Same as hunger for food, but less poetic.
Paecilomyces cicadae, a fungus that infests cicadas by burrowing into their bodies & replacing their internal organs
For too long I have played on the stage of lucidity, and I have lost. Now I need to accustom my eyes to the falling darkness. I need to contemplate the natural slumber of all things, which the light calls forth, yet also causes to tire. Life must begin in darkness. Its powers of germination lie hidden. Every day has its night, every light has its shadow. ― Mihail Sebastian
Jens Lund, Transformed Flowers, 1899
