Victoria Chang, "Obit" // Halsey, I Would Leave Me If I Could // Townie— Mitski // Agustín Gómez-Arcos, The Carnivorous Lamb (trans. William Rodarmor) // @yesindeeder on Twitter // Key Ballar, "On Fathers"

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Victoria Chang, "Obit" // Halsey, I Would Leave Me If I Could // Townie— Mitski // Agustín Gómez-Arcos, The Carnivorous Lamb (trans. William Rodarmor) // @yesindeeder on Twitter // Key Ballar, "On Fathers"
request for something like anger issues or an anger that has no source and will not fade? like a monster inside of you that makes you angry for no reason
Sophia Lornie, Flatline
@unspokengrief (cropped)
@nipplering (via)
Caryl Churchill, Escaped Alone
Aerial East, It Doesn’t Matter
Halsey, The Lighthouse (Lyric Video)
Ashe Vernon, Buried
Dungeons and Daddies (2019–), Episode 42: Henry’s Father and the Chamber of Secrets
Lidia Yuknavitch, Letter to My Rage
Unknown (via)
Safia Elhillo, Home Is Not a Country
Anne Carson, Plainwater
jongwoo x moonjo (hell is other people) moodboard w/ themes of horror, murder, cannibalism, anger, and dark colors for @valleyboy-017
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A gender related to not knowing how to cope with sadness , feeling like there's a void in your chest whenever you're sad , trying to to convert your sadness into other emotions like anger!
Tagging: @radiomogai
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[Image 2 ID: The same flag except the rhombus is just black with a dark red outline. End ID] - Resentsaint: an aldernic subtype that describes having or wanting a body that is an angel of the jealousy you would get after heartbreak. typically at this point youd having features that make you look demonic, almost saddening as you cant have what your ex had/has. originally coined by solardayzs. have been unable to find a reblog, so this will have to do.
“I realized that I didn't know who to be angry with anymore. Finally, I was able to look at myself. I'd been making a weapon out of anger and a sense of inferiority, but around 2018, my self-destructive rage slowly started to subside. I realized that I couldn't channel creative energy through only those sorts of emotions any longer.”
-Min Yoongi, an excerpt from Vogue x GQ Korea Interview 2021
Feb 2022
This time last year, I stopped writing a film. Diagnosed it as overworked. Prescribed myself space. Unsure if I needed space from my words or myself.
Picked it up yesterday. One year since. The words were cathartic then, poisonous now. I’m astounded at the depth of my own fury. Alphabets soaked in vitriol, waiting for a match. The words are looking back at me from the paper. they are defiant. They are my words. I remember writing them. This is my handwriting. But the words and I - we do not understand each other anymore.
Will have to delete them. Start over again. It is harder than I thought it would be. Never not been angry, so never realised letting go of anger is the ultimate act of destruction. now, will have to hold myself tenderly. This is also a new experience. I have never known softness. my hands will learn how to be kind. this will be the year for the real thing.
Daphne Gottlieb, "Slut" // @aimitkkays on Twitter // Frank Bidart, Half-light: Collected Poems // @newathens // @i_am_maruwi on Twitter // Achilles — Emma Blackery