you see people on phones and they don’t look up.
not once, not twice, and surely not thrice.
you see eyes on screens and books and hands
and they don’t look up, they never look up,
you’re caught in a kaleidoscope of eyes
looking away from you, they never see you
but you always see them.
you with your wild eyes and brain trapped in combs,
a honey pot, sticky and pitty, or pit-ty or pithy—
its surplus, its excess and it ferments because
there are no eyes on you, no mouths to taste honey
no tongue to savour the stinging mess. no,
nobody wishes for bees and buzz. nobody wishes
for the head upon your shoulders. domed, hollow
with noise. god, you wish to be nobody.
so you swipe away on the first, the second and
surely not the third time you’ve tried to write this.
the bees rest and soar with the fickleness of
your fingers, and it’s a timer they take flight upon.
fussy, ugly, tiny little things; itching mind and
twitching eyes, scraping their hive with ruthless
teeth. you swipe away again, the bees are hungry.
you try something else, the bees are hungry.
you look up again, because the bees are hungry.
you see people on phones and they don’t look up.
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keep seeing shit about the new ts album & mental illness and i am so so tired. please be nice to actually "crazy" people if ur gonna use us for the aesthetic. i'm not schizophrenic cause it's cute. don't joke about asylums if u haven't had those experiences (and even some of y'all who have been treat it like a vacation & to the rest of us it's prison. i mean literally. prison. incarceration. that's not new shit. and yeah, i'm that "actually crazy" person screaming in the ward. ur not any better than me.)
idk i keep posting and deleting about this cause i can't get my thoughts out properly i just. i'm tired. there was already a worsening problem of "socially acceptable" mental illness pushing out the rest of us (as it's always been) and now there's the top artist in the united states calling herself crazy, saying you should be scared of her, she was raised in an asylum, etc. and it's like.... that's my lived experience. medical doctors refuse to treat me because they're scared of my psychiatric disorders. i've had the cops called on me for episodes. i spent a decade rotting in the mental health system & institutions and i only got out after years of planning how to get away. and so much more i cant even put into words.
and now not only are y'all using folk like me & our experiences for the aesthetic. you're not even a decent human being to those of us who have actually lived through this shit. idk man. really rubs me the wrong way.
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BG3 February patch: The Paramour Patch. All companions have updated working kisses. You can makeout with all the companions. Now you can also give them hugs. 50+ lines of cheesy flirts in the style of heart candies. Buy chocolates, flowers, and gifts to give your companions. Cuddle with your companions at camp. Lingerie update, 100+ new pairs of underwear-
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