Yeah, bleh.

New again to Tumblr (it’s been a few years). Made this while going through a rough time. Eventually I'll try to come up with a better description and work on the appearance. For now, a mess, like me. Also, I tend to spam like, especially with photography blogs. *Temporary profile picture/avatar (because I was sick of the generic Tumblr one) from Atmosphere’s 25th anniversary release of remastered “God’s Bathroom Floor”, artwork by Amalas Rosa.

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Unfollow me if you need to. It might get really triggering (or just dark and negative and insane, idk) around here. I was going to try to make a proper post about this but don’t have it in me.

[byebyetrixcom]

© 2023 byebyetrixcom silver halide photography

[fearwithout]

lucidity or nightmare unfolding

[vblehhhhhhh]

[sandmoonyelse]

Trembling shadows…

[thepalelaurel-deactivated202309]

©thepalelaurel

[activeoblivion]

this world keeps taking pieces

[ronald45inchina]

Going down a dark path.

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6/19/2023

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[fearwithout]

remind me of the feeling lost in the distance cleanse me of this soulless existence

[activeoblivion]

whispers keep clawing your mind is dissolving

[activeoblivion]

this lucid dream lingers onward indefinitely

[activeoblivion]

losing ourselves as we become

[tristealven]

“As anyone who has known loss understands full well, lack is not in fact, an absence at all. It is a presence. A person we love dies, or leaves, or changes, and a gap forms. It takes on their shape. Mimics their movement. Echoes their voice like a mockingbird. We feel this gap take up space, filling every place our lost one once was, and now isn’t. It reflects in mirrors. Flickers in candle flames. A phantom. Do you believe in ghosts? Of course. I have seen longing grow legs and follow me.”

— GennaRose Nethercott, from her essay ““A Ghost Is a Memory.” On Bodies, Belief, and the Places Ghost Stories Live”, published in Lit Hub, October 31, 2022 (via kitchen-light)

[summerwages]

so many..

[pointandshooter]

photo:David Castenson

[threefates]

the urge to disappear into the forest and become local folklore