Status Updates From Serious Weakness

I will admit, it was nice of Serious Weakness to be so amicable for so long.

HEY WAIT A SEC is this a romance novel???

If you had asked me if I thought Serious Weakness was going to have hype moments, and aura, I would not have said yes...

Jesus, this fuckin' book:

"You're a poet, Insul."

Insul's face burns. Must be the trapped heat of the bathroom, making him sweat in all kinds of places. "Yeah, my English teacher doesn't think so."

"That's because she's a PMSing HOA cunt who reads Jane Austen and writes psychotic Goodreads reviews broken up by GIFs of whatever Aryan Impossible Burger the government wants white females to masturbate to."

"I'll always have to work harder than everyone else. I'm so tired of it. I just want someone else to take care of me."

"I was taking care of you."

"As long as I justified my existence. I'd rather be a fucming toilet if it means people stop expecting things of me."

Fuck...

Tied to a table at the end of all reality, the only thing Trianon's gf can say is 'we had a life and it was better than nothing'. Getting 'she kinda fuckin sucks' vibes out of the situation, again.

I dig that the Zero Heaven: The Game Of 999 Honors board game comes with War Crime cards.

Dunno, Clayton, *I'm* very awestruck at being in the "heart of nature" (rising sea levels and constant monsoons as a result of global warming) out here. Feels at once very not-slimetrash and extremely slimetrash. But no, the new world of "boat delivery networks and not giving a fuck about clothes or gender, just souls" is the tops, obviously.

I think reading this must be kind of what actual nihilism feels like, and I mean that as a compliment.

"But he can hear something in her voice. Something is broken. He can't tell what. It's like high school again. Knowing he was fucking up but not being able to tell why."

The question that Trianon's girlfriend asks him at the end of the chapter Accesorizing is like a hairline crack in reality. Where do you think you are???

Shoutout "Worm boy in the basement" :/

"Things are going to get really dark now."

NNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOO it's never once been more over.

Okay Trianon is *severely* fucked up about women being taller than he is. Uncertain what to make of this.

Oh, to empty out one's brain laying on the chest of a loved one. To have it stop running for a moment, not be fatigued by constant thought. The mind palace is splendid but everyone needs a break sometimes.

Okay Gamers, chapter Dacian Mother contains this sequence, which looks kinda like Morse but has short dashes:

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""I wanted to do what he did to me. To see if it was..." Worth it. If a face could be worth that much. He traces his features, pain shining like profane makeup. Could this face launch a thousand ships, a single tag on AO3?"

Oh man his gf is NOT gonna be on this level.

Gettin' Peaceful atm.

"But she's an understanding person, so maybe he could have been more himself and allowed them to grow together. Or maybe she would have hated it."

Kind of the big problem of masking and interacting with neurotypicals nutshellised, honestly.

"Outside, siren lights race across a ceiling of fog. He giggles. Everything is breaking outside. Just like it is inside."

Bro..............

Um, I think this scene is highlighting SOMETHING relating to the inadequacy of the life Trianon lives to support him fully. Just a feeling.

Oh, ecstacy? Is this novel a cautionary tale of a sort............

"i remember how i felt in high school
everything hurt so much i stopped trying
but there was something feral that i needed
that i should not have pushed back inside me


but i don't owe him for whatever epiphany this is
i shouldn't have to be kidnapped and beaten"

Nodding my head while reading this bit is one of the worst feelings in fiction, so bravo. Fuckin pristine material.

"Hahaha you're even a snob about school shootings."

This book is in sixth gear now and goddamn.

"You called that guy a f*ggot and you're kissing me."

"It's not gay, it's incest."

LMAO I AM ROLLING, albeit Insul does have a point about how that stupid job offer won't make Trianon happy.

Insul saying "Come on. Bro out with me." while offering Trianon a can of Monster Energy has gotta be the single strangest gender expression in this whole thing. Dude, what.

"No. That isn't fair. There was something there. But whatever it was, he's painting over me. Or maybe stripping layers away, finding the parts I erasrd, pentimento, the weak and crazy sentiments of adolescence."

Dear Trianon, I don't think those layers of corrections were healthy either :/

Insul doesn't tie shoelaces the "correct" way, but he also doesn't know optimal autism tying methods like tucking the laces into the front end where the tongue of the shoe begins.

I think the biggest issue with Trianon's relationship is that Oenone has no fucking idea how to help at all with regard to "your disability stuff", as she put it. Zero understanding. She's not even that bad a person but it's depressing watching her interact with him.

Trianon's internal voice is profoundly fucked, oh my god you are not worth less than the nepobaby hotgirl and you did not "trick" her into dating you. This boy needs so much help, and not even for his kidnapping by the toxic yaoi serial murderer.