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tänään mun jossain chatissa mietittiin, että mitenhän vaipuis tosi synkkään uneen (siis ihan leikillään tää lähti). joku googlas jotain tommosta, ja vastaan tuli bloggerin blogipostaus, jota ei ollu julkaistu vastikään, jonka otsikossa kysyttiin tuollaista. sit ihmiset vähän nauro et "hehe olipa ranttaamista" mut ei onneks ihan hirveesti, ku samaistuin siihen postaukseen niin paljon, mutten viittiny sanoo sitä.

yeah my tumblr suck. back here after a while. sorry about it.

hi tumblr people. should i be more active here?

#i need friends #i need people #so much has happened

sergle

another relaxed one

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FRIENDLY REMINDER THAT you are allowed to feel proud of yourself for things that might seem silly to other people, like getting better at a video game or putting together a nice outfit for the next morning or finishing a book. You deserve to feel proud for your accomplishment.

#remember

breaking up is shitty, you know. i don't think that he wants to be even friends with me anymore. and i feel so sad about that cause he still is so important to me.

i just keep talking to this one guy, who's much older than me. he doesn't even fuck me, just invites me to sleep ("innocently") with him. and then talks to me online while i'm away.

and i feel like i'm getting attached or having a crush or something even though i'm not supposed to. i'd just like to sleep next to him all the time. but i don't think it would be good for either of us.

things suck.

at least i got a new apartment. a new home.

dear diary, i haven't been on tumblr for a while. a lot of things have happened. my job ended. i feel like one of my friends doesn't like me anymore. and i broke up with boyfriend. and it has been quite difficult to deal with. after our break up i still lived with him for one and a half month. and to be honest, i've been drunk, like, most of the time. i just couldn't deal with it. i couldn't be at home with him. and at 7 or 8 o'clock at night, where would you go other than a bar? at least in here. yeah, so, being at home with him was awful. but i got an apartment! i moved here today. and in a way i'm so very relieved. but he doesn't seem ok and i'm scared. things are weird. i also got a job offer. it's rather good. not a place where i would like to work for the rest of my life but it would bring me (quite a lot of) money so at least i could buy a couch and a table and, you know, food. i'm rather excited about living alone for the first time in my life. but still. breaking up with someone you care about is awful. wouldn't recommend (well, of course if you want to break up, like we both actually did).

i have spent the evening reading about ellen page and watching her coming out speech and crying because i love her so much. it's weird to think that i have loved her for 11 years or so (i think it was 2008 when i first saw juno). and the love hasn't decreased. yesterday i was telling my friends about the tales of the city and how ellen page is in it and they were like "i think i have heard that name before." how can anyone be so perfect.

#on ellen page and her perfection

oon aika varma et kukaan, edes mun poikaystävä ei tykkää musta.

#vittu

i want to die

hi again!

i'm in a down place. if you see this say hi! nothing more is needed.

queenoftheantz

My contribution to #moominreanimated ! I got one of the scenes from, in my humble opinion, the best moments in the show. I decided to try to do it in Tove Jansson illustration-style, which has had many different looks to it, but I wanted something akin to Moominland Midwinter

theartsyproject

Hugo Simberg, The Garden of Death, 1896.

citizen-zero

Every time I see this I always wonder what the painter’s intended message was. It looks so pleasant, that middle skeleton looks so happy with its work.

Maybe it’s supposed to be a memento mori, but a comforting and encouraging one.

spookyloop

This is one of the most famous paintings in Finland. There are multiple interpretations of it but they all share the same base idea:

“According to Simberg, the flowers represent people’s souls, the skeletons are aids to Death, and the Garden of Death is a purgatory of sorts for souls waiting for entrance into heaven. This artwork invites the viewer to consider the afterlife, to take comfort in his or her own passing, and to not fear what happens after the body fails to function.”

“It depicts Simberg’s thoughts on afterlife, which is not run by angels but skeletons who take care of the heavenly garden with a gentle hand, while waiting for more “gardeners” to arrive. It is derived from the medieval belief that the dead sleep in a blooming garden.”

“In Simberg’s garden the humble Death-like figures struggle against harsh conditions; the landscape around the garden has burnt yellow, it is dry and barren. The cherished flowers grow in exotic shapes, slowly, requiring constant care. The black-clad figures love their nurslings. The garden is a place where Death is allowed to realize its feelings of affection. The Garden of Death can be seen depicting the impossibility of this love; maybe the flowers are tender and fragile because they can not handle the love of Death. Love has two faces: one of them is the face of devastation.”