finally, insane for the light

my therapist told me to do this 

[surrealismart]

Ambivalent Image 1933

Salvador Dali

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what was happening?

i forget

where are we, again?

i forget

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lol watch me put all my negative coping skills here because i am too ashamed of them to put them anywhere else

alcohol is like.... great? wow and also wow, what it does for being able to eat!! you can eat and not hate yourself (in the moment)

you can sleep and not exercise and you don’t have to hate yourself (in the moment)

you can live and not hate yourself

you can speak and not condemn your own words

you can see and not doubt what you see except for vague, “huh, am I real, is this consciousness, what?? okay??”

goddammit it’s all so complicated that alcohol and meds can’t fix it

what if i can’t be fixed

[transvaal]

Paul McCarthy

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tfw you’re sort of hungry and sort of tired and you know that you wouldn’t be sort of tired or sort of hungry if you just, like, got up and ate something, but you’re sort of tired and that just doesn’t sound like a good life choice. 

[surrealismart]

Masculin feminin 1959

Mimi Parent

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There’s a new bible out

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pls let me go back to school and thesis on this 

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it’s fucking exhausting wondering if you’re asexual enough or biromantic enough or queer enough or enough enough enough. if you look the part or act the part or am the part. are you doing it right, how do you know, is this just heteronormativity invading your brain (again) (probably). 

it’s also fucking exhausting feeling like you’re the only queer person in a very conservative, very WASP-y town. even when you just found out that the girl you used to carpool with in high school with is like, super gay, and that makes you so overwhelmingly happy and, i guess, relieved, that you can’t fall asleep, you’re just buzzing and elated, and then exhausted the next day at work, but still buzzing buzzing buzzing. 

but you miss your friends and you miss feeling like a known quantity. 

and you worry you’re drinking too much or sleeping too much. or both. 

and you're afraid of a future that doesn’t want to include you or your friends, the ones you miss. you’re afraid of living in the comments section. 

and you’re not afraid of being alone, you’re afraid of being lonely. and you’re afraid of turning into that cliche. 

yup, it’s fucking exhausting. 

[wlwellbutrin]

textbook: (historical figure) remained celibate throughout their entire life

me, a homosexual who Knows Better: sure

[thefingerfuckingfemalefury]

“She never took a husband and so must have died a virgin, in the house she shared with the woman who was her best friend and constant companion who she was inseperable from”

Me: (Looks at camera like I was on The Office)

[bvlgaria]

Antonio Marras S/S 2006

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idc i will totally go grocery shopping in this 

“overdressed” is a myth

[thoodleoo]

if anyone ever tries to make you feel bad for enjoying your favorite media too much, just remember that in ancient rome, the romans took poetry so seriously that they literally used to toss open a copy of vergil’s aeneid (which is effectively just self-insert ancient rome au iliad/odyssey fanfic) and make predictions about their lives based on which lines it fell open to

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bibliomancy is the best

virgil is the best

the best

[dame-de-pique]

James Leon Williams - A Favorite Walk, c.1891

[beautifulcentury]

Frank Cadogan Cowper, Mariana in the South, 1906 by geldenkirchen

British painter, 1877-1958

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[graceandgirlhood]

Natalie B.

[surrealismart]

Feminine character (?)

Hedda Sterne

[lilithsplace]

Portrait of Katherine Hodgkin, 1937 - Eliot Hodgkin (1905–1987) oil on canvas  |  source:

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Franz Matsch.