Status Updates From The Spirit Bares Its Teeth

"They can't keep scraping away layers of me thinking they can find the girl they want underneath. I'm not the dead flesh on top of a healing injury, devoured by maggots making way for the tender meat underneath to bloom. I am not the septic organ or the infected tooth. All of this is me. They can't just remove whatever they want."

DAMN AAAAH

"I want to lay out my dissected body next to his and show him the pieces of us that are the same. Could he tell his arteries from mine, the folds of my brain from his own? If I excised both our eyes and laid them out on a microscope, would there be a difference?"

it feels like ive been waiting for a book like this my whole life
we love a horror story written from an angry afab guy's point of vue

dnf, the internalised misogyny is A Lot