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Odio le presentazioni. Odio dover scoprire me stessa al primo che passa, al primo che può giudicare. Odio le presentazioni perché da quelle si ha la prima impressione di una persona. Che poi magari è molto meglio,ma non lo sparai mai,perché vai avanti, senza degnarlo di una conoscenza più approfondita, senza affezionarti. Ma ecco, di te che passi mi voglio fidare,perché se stai ancora leggendo forse ti interessa qualcosa di me. Iniziamo dal fatto che la mia vita non è delle più semplici, non è quella di una principessa, perché io principessa non sono. Sono una ragazza che vuole andarsene,una che si è stancata di essere la colonna portante della famiglia quando non dovrebbe. Sono stata buona per tanto tempo, sono stata usata da tanti a cui non sto a cuore. L'unica cosa che mi ancora alla calma sono i miei amici,quelli veri ,quelli che ci sono stati per me. Eppure ancora cerco una via di fuga, in cui portare queste persone, poche ma buone . E poi, ho 18 anni ,tanti sogni, e amo le lingue ,tutte tranne il francese -Lilith

[elssbethtascioni]

jane fonda is just out here being more limber in her 80s than i am in my 20s….

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[dailytvwomen]

BRIANNA AND MALLORY HANSON

Grace and Frankie — 7.15 “The Fake Funeral”

[tenuredphdstudent]

How I Motivate Myself Each Day

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[magicallyemily]

Before February ends, a miracle is going to happen

[curlsandstems]

I receive it.

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Receiving this positive energy

[lookingfor-anescape]

Oh yes please

[ausabler87]

Reblog if homophobia, transphobia, sexism, racism, gun violence, and kids being gassed offends you more than a nipple

[woodnnatalie]

[teachinginreallife]

When students try to get caught up when they haven’t done any work all semester

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[polerr]

The signs on Halloween night.🎃

Trick or treating: Taurus, cancer, virgo, Pisces

Partying: Gemini, Leo, libra

Summoning Satan: Aries, Scorpio, Sagittarius

All three: Aquarius, Capricorn

[lookingfor-anescape]

Capricorn is the way

[amargedom]

“Did you know that for pretty much the entire history of the human species, the average life span was less than thirty years? You could count on ten years or so of real adulthood, right? There was no planning for retirement, There was no planning for a career. There was no planning. No time for plannning. No time for a future. But then the life spans started getting longer, and people started having more and more future. And now life has become the future. Every moment of your life is lived for the future—you go to high school so you can go to college so you can get a good job so you can get a nice house so you can afford to send your kids to college so they can get a good job so they can get a nice house so they can afford to send their kids to college.”

— John Green, Paper Towns (via naturaekos)

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[marauders4evr]

Friendly reminder that Vincent van Gogh willingly checked himself into an asylum so that he could get better, resulting in him creating some of the most iconic paintings of his entire career, done in the asylum, when he was being treated 24/7, because he finally didn’t have to struggle with his demons and could instead focus on his muse, WHICH WERE TWO DIFFERENT THINGS!

Remember this little insignificant painting?

How about this one?

Check this one out:

All of these and more were painted in the asylum when he was receiving treatment for his mental illnesses and I know I just said that but I said it again and I’m saying it a third time until you dramatic abled assholes understand!

VINCENT VAN GOGH

- KNEW THAT HE WAS MENTALLY ILL

- WANTED TO CHANGE THAT

- WENT TO AN ASYLUM

- GOT THE HELP HE NEEDED

- PAINTED SOME ICONIC MASTERPIECES AS A RESULT!

SO DON’T YOU DARE COME OUT HERE WITH THIS, “I WISH I WAS DEPRESSED SO I COULD BE AS CREATIVE AS VAN GOGH” BULLSHIT BECAUSE EVEN HE KNEW THAT HIS DEMONS WERE HARMING HIS WORK, AND MORE IMPORTANTLY, HIS HEALTH, AND HE DID EVERYTHING WITHIN HIS POWER TO FIGHT THEM EVERY SINGLE DAY OF HIS LIFE, UNTIL THEY ENDED UP WINNING! 

[asexualmew]

This is also incredibly important for any creative persons dealing with mental illness, and their parents.

Receiving mental help improves your craft, not hurt it. Before getting put on medication for the first time to treat my mental illnesses, my mom expressed to me how she’s worried about my getting treatment because of my art. Regardless, your mental health should be more important anyway, but, honestly, it’s a lot harder to produce good art when you struggle getting out of bed, let alone creating masterpieces. When you’re in more health, improving your craft comes much easier!

[grandparomeaskblog]

Personally I think the most beautifull painting of him was this one:

He made it when he heard about the birth of his nephew who was named after him. Still in the asylum but really happy for his brother! “How glad I was when the news came… I should have greatly preferred him to call the boy after Father, of whom I have been thinking so much these days, instead of after me; but seeing it has now been done, I started right away to make a picture for him, to hang in their bedroom, big branches of white almond blossom against a blue sky.”

[justasillynerd]

Oh I have sucb rants about how “good” art comes while suffering.

No.

look at me.

The idea of the “suffering artist” comes from bunch of alcholic, drug abusing, womanizers trying to justify their bad life choices as some sort of artistic angst.

IT IS 100% BULLSHIT

Take your meds, get your therapy, be happy, and live life

The art will be there.

[magicianmew]

Kill the myth that artists must suffer.

[arvtisticfra]

Esiste una parola gallese, si chiama “Cwtch” ed è intraducibile in altre lingue. Significa l'abbraccio in cui ci sentiamo protetti, il posto sicuro che ci dà la persona che ci ama. È un posto in cui niente ti turba, niente ti ferisce, niente può colpirti. È un posto speciale, un posto unico che puoi trovare solo tra quelle braccia. Si chiama Cwtch.

[frammenti--di--cuore]

“Succede che una mattina ti alzi senza dover leggere 2 capitoli in 10 minuti per l'interrogazione di storia che “tanto non ci vuole niente, lo faccio domani mattina”. Succede che una mattina esci di casa senza dover aspettare 30 minuti che scatti la seconda ora per saltarti quella lezione odiosa di fisica. Succede che trascorri la mattina senza vedere quella persone che ti hanno torturato/ amato per ben 5 anni e che tu, a tua volta, hai torturato/amato allo stesso modo se non peggio. Succede che, finita la mattinata, non avrai più compiti da fare dopo pranzo. Succede che arriverà una mattina in cui tutto finirà, le campanelle non suoneranno più, i professori non ti interrogheranno più, i bidelli non ti urleranno più contro e la vita scorrerà diversamente, senza la scansione delle materie su una griglia nel tuo diario. Succederà, un giorno, che una mattina ti alzerai, ti guarderai allo specchio e ti rimboccherai le maniche per andarti a prendere la tua vita, mentre sul volto un sorriso malinconico nasce ricordando i tempi in cui il compito di matematica ti sembrava fosse così difficile.”

— Zoe. (via frammenti–di–cuore)

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