The Shell Grotto at Margate.In 1835 Mr James Newlove lowered his son Joshua into a hole in the ground that had appeared during the digging of a duck pond. Joshua emerged describing tunnels covered with shells. 70ft of winding underground passages leading to an oblong chamber, its walls decorated with strange symbols mosaiced in millions of shells. Nobody can explain who built this amazing place, or why.
I’ve had a few friends who were really into opiates, mostly fentanyl. It’s been really nice to sit with them and watch “Twin Peaks” or “Law & Order” (because for some reason it’s always “Twin Peaks” or “Law & Order”) for long afternoons blending into evenings blending into night until I either fall asleep beside them or finally decide to go home,
and I’ve never minded taking them on cigarette runs or out to get groceries, or even bringing their cigarettes or groceries *to* them if they’re having an especially slow slump,
but the thing is: beneath their patches, or buried at the bottoms of their pill bottles, is real human pain they can’t take away and that will probably never get better
and that’s the killer, that’s the hard and unbearable and really *real* part right there.
It’s normal to respond to others’ pain with empathy; it’s unhealthy to romanticize it and feed off it, much less try to duplicate it.
“There’s too much hurt involved in trusting addicts. You start to compare yourself to the inanimate vice of their choice. If your father, or mother, or best friend knows how much they hurt you every time they drink, or snort, or inject their drug, but they continue to do it anyway and rip your heart into pieces, you can’t help but believe that they must love that drug more than they love you. And if your love is valued below that of a substance, it’s easy to start to feel pretty goddamn worthless.”
deathlyglitter said: LOL have you seriously met people who tried heroin because of how it looked??? requiem 4 a dream has gone too far
I blame the worship of ’70s dude-punk, as channeled through Vivienne Westwood in that unfortunate styling of “heroin chic” for its proliferation in pop culture; didn’t Mischa Barton’s character on The OC shoot up or something? (I have no idea). I guess it seems really romantic to kids who aren’t socially disadvantaged, but we can’t all be David Bowie and admittedly I’ve never got the whole thing about Kate Moss.
“Maybe the men – and I’m sorry, but they are all men – sending the notifications of impending unsolicited “anal” bothering don’t realise it will actually be me who reads the emails – or maybe they don’t care either way. But in order to get to the messages from people who genuinely wish to share something with the band, I must filter through every condescending and offensive message we receive.”
Also Lauren Mayberry is a tiny hardass and she don’t take any shit.