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@soulalius
Janet Gaynor & Charles Farrell in Lucky Star (Frank Borzage, 1929)
Weâve met.
The worst part about having mental health issues is that youâre seemingly required to have a breakdown in order for people to understand how hard you were trying to hold yourself together.
I have never seen it explained so well.
Every fucking time.
Not to be reproduced 1937
Rene Magritte
you donât need to be worse to get help
So important.
âWhen one is nothing, one invents. It fills a void.â
â Diane Setterfield, The Thirteenth Tale
if you ever say tardis or something like that to me I will beat you in the face and ass
I bet your anger is bigger on the inside.
âYou are so brave and quiet I forget you are suffering.â
â Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms (via books-n-quotes)
Ha.
Vampires are just rude pale little twinks
Yeah, so?
you have to get yourself out of bad places. you need to resist the temptation to let everything slip and become apathetic & cynical toward yourself and your life. you need to accept that it takes time to change and itâs ok to fall over as long as u get back up. every morning is a new start and things donât have to be this way forever. you can heal and you can change.
hey fellas last night i took a medication which is more or less the anxiety equivalent of a horse tranquilizer & essentially enterred the fifth dimension of sleepwalking in which i awoke but enterred a dissociative fit so strong i was really confused why my loving girlfriend was not my good friend and fellow viking bjorn, who i had to bring some furs to. also i mightâve cried about this. donât remember
was informed i left out the best part of this 3am experience which was the bit where i, in tears, gestured to our dog and shouted, âi donât know what this is!â
bruh you astral planed so hard you fell back into a past life
My kind of dissociative behavior
Wonderland Mag
Itâs weird when you realize the person you once told everything to now has no idea whatâs going on in your life
So many ghosts in my life
Self care is dancing by yourself in your room to Waltz No.2 by Dmitri Shostakovich
when i woke up this morning, my first thought was âno one visits my grave anymoreâ and i was really sad for a few minutes so i lay on my bed with my eyes shut and then all of a sudden i opened my eyes and was like âwait i donât have a grave what the fuckâ
you were possessed
find the spirit that possessed you and visit their grave you jackass
Okay. This oneâs my fav now.
Becoming a God by Cambion-Art
âŚif you are very stillâŚ
âŚyou can hear the whispers of history . . .
Have a seat
Lion in the mist
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