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Three Goblin Art
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@beamsie
you will be great. keep going.
when no one talks to you, talk to yourself
geminiĀ // anne-marie
i am literally so absent itās like thereās nothing within me for anybody to love and thereās nothing at ALL for me to build off of, i think iām just a void and i could live forever or die tomorrow and it wouldnāt make a single difference to anyone
sorry i cant go out tonight my night cream is already onā¦ā¦ā¦.
i keep getting hurt and hurting others, i donāt know how to stop feeling bad.
maybe things arenāt as bad as they seem
Reporting live from the fucking gutter sis
āKindness is the language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see.ā - Mark Twain
sometimes i look at you and i donāt see the person i love. i donāt feel like youāre the person i love. sometimes you completely change in my vision and you are not who i know you as. and it kills me. why, i can be looking right at you, and i canāt feel your warmth? it feels so cold. it feels so lonely. and i hate myself for feeling nothing. i donāt know why i do. and in the moment that i donāt feel you, i feel nothing for you but anger. jealousy. i feel vicious. unloved. like everything you have ever said to me was a lie in an instant. everything youāve ever done. why? why? it hurts me so much, when i come to. i know who you are. please donāt leave me when i feel like i lose you. itās everything to do with me and not you. i am so sorry now, but then i am not. tell me you love me when i feel like you donāt. remind me that my mind is wrong. itās been so hard to ground myself. i want to feel warm again. i want to feel you.
thinking about my body and how my being is fleeting and floating and tomorrow I will wake up as someone completely new/ acrylic on canvas, ā16
Psychout for Murder (1969) dir. Rossano Brazzi
āIs it better to out-monster the monster or to be quietly devoured?ā
ā Friedrich Nietzsche (via quotemadness)
no one sees me
breezeblocks // alt-j