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@thisistheoppositeofselfhelp
This is the opposite of self help
This is the Opposite of Self Help
an archive of my art about nihilism, cynicism, crippling mental health, self imposed exile, and...
This is the opposite of self help
This is the Opposite of Self Help: A Beginner’s Guide to Bleach-Drinking
An Ode to the Divine pt. II //
Oh, holy lover. Ovid has spoken kindly of you. I am no Adonis, but I would bleed to birth your anemone. Without Cupid's arrow scraped across your bosom, you would realize I am nothing. Turn my blood and sweat to nectar, sweet as pomegranate seeds, and I will defile it with gin. I am but a sapling before you.
Part I here
This is the Opposite of Self Help: A Beginner’s Guide to Bleach-Drinking
My last two posts were a preview of this zine. Let me know if you're interested. I would really appreciate it. The zine is a small collection of poetry about the anxieties, fear, depression, mania, and overall shit I deal with attached to gender and my identity as a trans individual.
I already mentioned in passing that I’m on hrt. So I guess it’s okay if I post some kernels from another zine I’m working on about mental health intersecting with my identity as a transgender person called Body Horror(?) This is the Opposite of Self Help: A Beginner’s Guide to Bleach Drinking
This is the Opposite of Self Help: A Beginner's Guide to Bleach-Drinking
Found some old, but obviously still relevant, pages from my 2016 sketchbook.
This is the Opposite of Self Help: A Beginner’s Guide to Bleach-Drinking
This is the Opposite of Self Help: A Beginner’s Guide to Bleach-Drinking
This is the Opposite of Self Help: A Beginner’s Guide to Bleach-Drinking
This is the Opposite of Self Help: A Beginner’s Guide to Bleach-Drinking
This is the Opposite of Self Help: A Beginner’s Guide to Bleach-Drinking
I hope this is obvious, but the beautiful 1952 painting seen above was, in fact, not done by me. But by Rene Magritte. It inspired the poem I wrote with the same name.
This is the Opposite of Self Help: A Beginner’s Guide to Bleach-Drinking
This is the Opposite of Self Help: A Beginner’s Guide to Bleach-Drinking
Sickly sweet, the smell of spilt cider lingers on denim jackets still damp the next day // We're still in these moments together + I cling to them I wish I could remember that first night Black out but seeing blue My reckless masochism has, for the first time, reaped reward // Nervousness veiled tightly beneath liquored infatuation you stumble home with me // I wouldn't realize until nights later that there is a likeness mirrored between us That you would understand my hardships As your own because they have been // We drink to forget , to repress But we also drink to commend, to consecrate // I never want to forget again, I want to cling to these moments soon memories like the smell of spilt cider to denim jackets. This is the Opposite of Self Help: A Beginner's Guide to Bleach-Drinking