serious weakness is astounding shit, got right under my skin and is gonna stay there for a while. you've corycepsed the english language or something. i don't think a novel has ever made me lose sleep before this. i was inhabiting trianon throughout, fellow limp autistic artfag who contorts themselves to be normative and presentable and hold down a job despite feeling like an imposter loser past the event horizon of weird n fucked (or always already in the black hole) who can’t keep themselves together for too long without needing serious assistance. fucked up gay maso/sub feelings struck through with vertiginous terror. thank you