you get
when you’re laughing at something that’s at its core, a little evil?
like when your brother kills a snake
and you gotta find a way to make it feel okay.
we try to make it go away
by fueling it with a steroid like hatred
but hatred is basically just fear
so i can say “i hate snakes”
and that’s why it’s okay to kill them
but really im just afraid of them
okay,
the point is,
there is always uncovering.
there is never a reason to celebrate somebody’s death.
when we do,
we are pouring acid on the threads connecting humanity
we are trying to demonize one of our own
remember, there are no monsters.
only people.
and the qualities that we fear, and hate, within them
are them most important, darkest parts of ourselves
that we really need to learn more about.
- Eden
The Kids Are Getting Weird. We rolled old school this weekend.
(via poeticartifacts)
to come home with me
for Thanksgiving
i instantly
felt like
getting drunk.
These days,
I can only take romance
with a stiff shot of cynicism.
NIGHTNIGHT by DEDDY