I have found You can find Happiness in slavery

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[mortalagony]

the darjeeling limited, 2007

dir. wes anderson

[cold-black-and-infinite]

Nine Inch Nails - Live at Woodstock ‘94 August 13th, 1994

[miercoles-wednesday]

The way I go between “I need him. I need this fit. I want him. I want to wear this. He looks so good. I’d look so good……”

[godgivenwarning]

Diary entry

Getting smaller

I have so many things I want to express that I have no energy to articulate anymore

I can't explain the entirety of my emotions. Just what I'm feeling right now and why

I can explain situations and how they upset me. I can even explain why! But to other people it probably sounds like there's no point to what I'm saying. It just sounds like I'm complaining about trivial things.

A broken cup. An invaded house. Not having any privacy for 20 whole years. Facing the possibility of being a virgin forever.

They all add up though.

Into whatever kind of a broken mess my life would appear as if it was a physical thing you could hold in your hand.

My god, I'm so tired. Everything feels flat. Full of grief. Torment. Pain. Loneliness.

Every day is exactly the same and I can't do anything to change it.

No able-bodied person could even begin to understand how this feels

I'm retreating inward. Going quiet. I don't want to though. I know nobody is listening, but I can't give up yet.

I can't be nobody again. Just a name on people's dash. Someone to scroll past. Just getting in the way.

I want to scream until my lungs give out. I don't want to slip away quietly.

Be another cripple that gets swept under the rug. Out of sight, out of mind.

I can't serve anyone anymore, but I hope I can at least still be seen as a person.

I'm sorry I have so little left to give.

Please don't leave me behind

[godgivenwarning]

Yearning to be touched is a heavy feeling. I love physical intimacy, yet I've barely experienced it at all.

I've been hugged! But never for more than a few moments.

I've always had friends who hated physical touch. I'd never touch them without consent🙂‍↔️ But like, every now and then our hands would touch by accident and they'd pull away from me like I was dirty.

My one ex slept on my shoulder once. But they never held my hand. Kissed me. Hugged me.

I woke up today wanting to feel someone's fingers tracing up and down my side. Just absent mindedly.

It would be so small, but it would show me I'm not alone.

I don't know why I always make friends with people who don't want to be hugged.

I want to share beds at sleepovers. Help them put their hair up. Kiss their cheeks. Hug them. Cook for them.

I feel like I have so much love to give, but nobody wants to take it because I give the wrong kind of love.

I think I like giving the kind of love I never really got to feel

I want someone to kiss my cheek

[anasabdin]

Abandurance

[snoomfies]

happy pride month snoomfies! you are so loved <3

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Nine Inch Nails live at Astoria, London, England, UK

March 31st, 2005

[stxrfxckers]

trent reznor & david bowie @ 120 minutes, 1995.

[t-800]

“My favorite dreams of you still wash ashore, scraping through my head till I don’t want to sleep anymore.”

Nine Inch Nails - Something I Can Never Have Washington, DC // July 11th, 1990

[missing-no-001]

bird on wire

Fresno, ca

[stxrfxckers]

trent... with this fuckass hairstyle. circa 1991!

[missing-no-001]

Colombia | Greece

the things they carried

[cold-black-and-infinite]

Nine Inch Nails - Gave Up (Closure version), Dir. Jon Reiss

[mymelodycutecore]

My melody!🩷

[everythingfox]

DOG

dog dog dog

dog dog dog

dog dog dog

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Nine Inch Nails – The Hand That Feeds

Directed by Rob Sheridan and Trent Reznor