/lit/ - Literature

>>20440596
My gf bought a bunch of Satrivi Devi and Spengler books to make me think she was based and somewhat intellectual, but she's never actually read a page of any book since high school. She considers herself based but refuses to educate herself on any subject of importance, so her takes are an illogical mish-mash driven mainly by what me and my circle say, various aesthetic preferences, and her own impulses (many of which are quite leftist and egalitarian). She spends hours a day on instagram despite her claim to hate normies. It's kind of fucking annoying.

>consciousness

>>19511271
people in extreme debt volunteer to play childrens playground games at the behest of several billionare's entertainment. When they fail or lose they are excecuted and their life has a monetary value that is added to the prize pool for the remaining competitors.

It's... Ok i guess? It's a somewhat cut above the average netflix schlock so I think the fact everyone was stuck at home had more to do with its success than the show's merits themselves.

>>19310744

I don't get it. It really wasn't that tedious. The prose isn't particularly confusing or dense, it just has a certain cadence that it needs to be read at.

not saying its the best ever but its pretty brainlet to not be able to read through it.

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I haven’t written anything for days. I just get drunk and sleep.

>mom asks what I've been reading
>"Plato and the Bible"
>"why don't you read something more light hearted?"

why don't people fucking read anything on here holy fuck

>>14914789
the entire internet infastructure will soon be destroyed.
and these screenshots and videos will be all that is left

>>11736902
“Is this behavior becoming of such a respected commander?” An alluring and shapely serving wench of Brambled Hall asked the sturdy and handsome Warden of Blackburn. The twenty-year-old woman was slender but robust with coiffed dark red hair that riveted down her porcelain skin, resting at her collar bones. Her promiscuous green eyes longed for the body underneath her. The Warden eyed her pale and soft body as he ran his willful fingers down to her soft chest.
“Well, if they saw these I’d doubt the men would have many complaints, my dear.” Replied the smirking Warden as he untied the maiden’s top, and groped her warm ample breasts.
The two were tucked away within the Warden’s chambers in barracks of Blackburn, hidden away from prying eyes. The Warden was a striking and statuesque man thirty-six years of age. His typical Greylander wavy black hair was cut at his strong jaw, and tied back to keep it out of his chiseled and shaven face. His lithe figure was deceiving to his strength and skill when a blade was placed in his firm and trained hands.
The serving girl sat up on her knees and undressed from her flowing skirt, exposing even more of her intoxicating figure. She bent back down to the Warden and kissed him on his strong and sturdy neck. Her lips felt like silk as they ran towards his to his chest.
“Aye? What would they say to this then?” The woman said as she laughed, putting his hand between her creamy legs, straddled atop him.
“I do have a reputation to uphold.” cheekily replied the Warden, working his well-practiced fingers. His spare hand moved again to her chest as he lightly pinched one of her soft pink nipples, making her bite her flushed lip, and let out a soft moan as she did so.
He moved his hand to the back of her head and pulled back her soft lovely red hair with a yank. She smiled and bit her lip at Warden’s roughness as he began kissing on her delicate neck, as her fingers remained caressing her below. Her hands moved from atop his head, and made their way beneath his trousers, and had started stroking him as well. Up, and down, up, and down. His head moved between her breasts, and worked his tongue to her nipple. With great care and delicateness, he bit on one of her nipples. The maiden gasped and giggled with her inviting mouth agape as he began to use his tongue again. With no warning the Warden flipped the naked woman on her back taking her arms and holding them above her head as she wrapped her legs around his hips, taking charge and pulling them closer to her. In, and out, in, and out.
The soft and quite voices of the pair was interrupted by the loud and stomping sound of boots upon rock echoed throughout the hallway, and a familiar face to the Warden burst into the lover’s room.

That better? Or am i big fat stinko

>If thou doest well, shalt thou not be accepted? and if thou doest not well, sin lieth at the door. And unto thee shall be his desire, and thou shalt rule over him.

Genesis 4:7