#rayne fisher quann

[boydaugther]

she's so me

[toohardontheknees]

You don’t simply become an adult: you become a product on the sexual marketplace, regardless of your own will.

It announced my femaleness, it invited certain ways of being looked at, sometimes touched. It betrayed me. I couldn’t dispose of it, so I hated it instead.

This divides you: you learn to see yourself from the outside, as an object, through the imagined eyes of men. You lose your space in the world, and any part of you that goes beyond the strictly minimal can start to feel like grotesque excess.

I don’t know of any (…) word that describes my desire to discipline and punish myself into something safely un-sexed.

I didn't hate my body because I wasn't a girl; I hated it precisely because I was, and because of everything I feared or knew that being a woman might mean.

— Sarah Ditum, The tragedy of becoming a woman (GIDS told girls they needed a cure for femaleness) [review of Hannah Barnes' Time To Think]

[thegirlsread]

on the relationship between writer, reader, and text

rayne fisher-quann, standing on the shoulders of complex female characters | ellena savage, "yellow city" in blueberries | ellena savage, “houses” in blueberries

[slowlikehoney1996]

rayne fisher-quann

[lizlemondyke]

I went to the library with every intention of coming home with Joan Didion but I find myself with Fran Lebowitz instead….. thru this metaphor (which is nonetheless true) I am coming to terms with the fact that I may never read didion or listen to lana del ray or make it all the way through rayne fisher quann’s substack (even just the free stuff) or watch twin peaks or pretend I ever want to be sad in the pacific northwest or own a pair of platform doc marten maryjanes and their requisite lacy white socks or even stop vaping (which at least the rayne/lana girls, squinting through their eyeliner, can hopefully appreciate) and indeed I may always just be an ironically-optimistic east coast liberal elite ivory-tower-pilled nicotine-poisoned snob dyke hag looking down on the californicating masses west of the hudson river where the country ought to stop!!!!

[srdcovka]

wake up babe new rayne fisher quann's essay just dropped

[etherealskys]

Standing on the shoulders of complex female characters by Rayne Fisher-Quann

[archived-cat]

WIP lollll

[galechives]

I go out at night; in the morning, I curl up into the fetal position and pull the sheets over my head until it gets too hard to breathe. I go out again the next day and everyone acts happy to see me. I think horrible thoughts about people I love and then I love them anyway.

This is it, I think: the great tragedy at the centre of everything is not that the world is empty or evil or ugly, but that it’s full of immeasurably beautiful things that tend towards decay. I’m still unsure if I can accept the idea of grief as a final form of love, but I understand intimately, now, its fundamental truth: horror and pain and loss do not exist in opposition to love, but as affirmation of it. All this terror because of all this beauty. All this just to have something worthwhile to ruin. 

from rayne fisher-quann, "home for the holidays" (2024)

[stratospheric-bebop]

— no good alone, Rayne Fisher-Quann.

[angelnumbers]

rayne fisher quann, notes from the end of summer

[seeyouatchurch]

standing on the shoulders of complex female characters by rayne fisher-quann

internetprincess.substack.com

[dehydratedshawty]

Eliza: Yeah, no, that's so true. And then the men who go around saying, like, "I love fucked up girls, I love girls with a dark past.” That's never what they fucking want. They don't want you to like call them at three in the morning, snot coming out of your nose, being like, 'I think there are bugs in my blood.' They want you to say some like fucking John Green Looking for Alaska bullshit about the ephemeral nature of life and then, like, smoke a cigarette.

Rayne: They're not down like they think they are.

-- Rayne Fisher-Quann and Eliza Mclamb (manic pixie dream world)

[deerinthefield]

NO GOOD ALONE BY RFQ

[t-w-i-i-g]

the pain gap by rayne fisher-quann

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[disappointparents]

stuff i’ve been thinking about recently

i must apologise by pinkpanthress / big eden (2000) / @ kerky.od.esterky on instagram / strangers by ethel cain / scarab beetles from the english nhm website / in conversation with myself by rayne fisher-quann/ scar issue graphic from google / jon caramanica via the new york times (i think, my dad sent this to me lol) / graveyard i passed on a walk