Much like bugs, rodents, and most small animals, goths will scatter if a light is turned on them.
me, at the feet of my teacher: teacher, how do I prove that I am willing to be honest and vulnerable about my limitations, and not hide in obfuscating displays of superficial sophistication?
my teacher: my dearest pupil, the first step is simple... you need only admit you're not sure what the overarching narrative to In The Aeroplane Over the Sea is about
me: [hissing intake of breath between my teeth] teacher... you ask too much
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In the tiny fire of sunrise in the snow
Fifteen thousand feet above everything I've ever known
I look to the summit to see where I will go
And from up on high, the mountain gloats
You can drive your spikes into the earth, your screws into the ice
You can tie yourself to others who will help you to survive
You can stand by the caldera you can't see through blinding white
And from beneath your feet, the mountain gloats
Send me a sign that the climb is not for nothing
Show me a way to feel some pride
Take my hand and lead me to the sea
Take me home and lie awake with me
On a couch in a duplex by the Bay
A portrait on the wall stares back at me every day
Of a fisher all alone on a pedestal of stone
And in the distance, the mountain gloats
I also run onster.farm!
No Nazis. No Fascists. No bigotry. Listen and be excellent to each other.