[The Post-reading process] Murakami’s Men without Women
The thing about reading Murakami, is the feeling of longing for something. Some books give you the intense satisfaction of a job well done, some with a hope for a different future, and some with the weighing, but welcome sadness. This book, makes the other feelings pale in contrast with what it induces. A distant loneliness that comes with long-unanswered questions. You know how some questions…
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1. I have 7 open stories, all which I intend to finish when hell freezes over
2. I eat my fries in odd numbers
3. I have 1 piercing, I hope to get tattoos someday
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The defining traits of humanity are NOT sex, romance, and empathy.
The defining traits of humanity are our creativity, adaptability, and our boundless amounts of hubris.
As well as arson.
Quality addition
I am convinced that Halloween, Met Gala and Spotify Wrapped are the official gay holidays, I don't take constructive criticism
Hahahahahahah this is both me and my friends.
This is me.
my morning ritual is more important to me than I realized. Until I finish my tea/coffee, I don't want anyone talking to me. Not about what needs to be done today, not about the things that have to be fixed or errands that have to be ran. Not a word.
I took this and got katniss. I really got into the character when I read the books. So fuck you nicely (affectionate)
take the quiz, you know you want to
Gender reveal party?
You're mistaken, it's a
GANDER REVEAL PARTY
*I release geese into the party, turning it into absolute chaos, and watch it from my seat on the roof*
"yo mr. white", "tell me, will", "louis, mon cher..." is my absolute favorite genre of posts followed closely by posts that try to explain anything the incomphrensible way kendall roy or dean winchester would say it.
Inception ends in a cliffhanger. Where the totem spins and is about to stumble (or not). The intensity of such an uncertainty is paramount, but we did make our peace with it. It's a unique feeling of homecoming that plays with our minds, when he ignores the totem and proceeds greet his children. For in his mind, he's home. Not the physical presence, but the mental satisfaction. Limbo it might be, but he's not leaving. For he's where he feels home, the place he has built, nurtured and guarded. This is his zero. His beginning. His end. Our limbo is the reflection of our circle of comfort. Our view of what makes us feel at home. Getting out of it is the real world. The adventure. The difficulty of surviving. So do you stay in limbo? Do you leave? Or do you bring in new elements in and make then your own?
Chaotic neutral. bi. writer. The (b)log of everything that catches my magpie-ish fancy. How many fandom references in your bio is too many?
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