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firstfullmoon

You, in the upstairs room, are in your usual position, leaning on your

right shoulder which aches all day. You are breathing patiently; it is a

beautiful sound. It is your life, which is so close to my own that I would not know

where to drop the knife of separation. And what does this have to do with love, except

everything?

— Mary Oliver, from “Oxygen”

girloncouch

comradesaucegay

this is what i've been doing with my dall-e invite

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alexaloraetheris

In the spirit of Halloween, due to my own experiences as of an hour ago, I have come up with a new horror video game.

Because of the low atmospheric pressure, two things have happened: my blood pressure levels are somewhere in the vicinity of my ass, and there is. Fog. Fucking. Everywhere. The kind of weather only Jack the Ripper could enjoy.

No sane person would go outside. Except the people who still have to walk their dogs.

(This was when the fog was actually still traversable and I theoretically still knew where I was. The moment you hit a less lit area, you're toast)

So the game would be first person POV, and you get lost in your own fucking neighborhood. Your only guide is your scaredy-cat of an idiot dog, and you know you can't let go of the leash for even a second because you're not going to see the damn dog ever again. Which is also bad because the dog is the only creature around who knows how to get home.

So you're feeling sleepy and headachy and yet somehow have the anxiety levels of someone being hunted for sport, your dog who is the only one who knows how to get home keeps jumping at shadows. You wonder if that's because he can hear things you can't in the dark.

Suddenly you see the fucking grim reaper approaching on a fucking skateboard. You nearly piss yourself, only for the geim reaper to pass you by, whirling fog around him, then reveal it's actually a kid on a bike with his friend standing on the seat behind him. You're vaguely happy you didn't actually scream.

But the next monster you see? Might not be kids.

So you better hold that leash tight and hope the dog can get you home before you're both eaten.

Happy Halloween. If you need me, please leave a message and I'll get back to you when I get out of the damn fog.

heavenhillgirl

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markv5

– Смотри: я сфинкс….

littleoldariel

Can someone please translate this I feel like it’s important

redportrait

“look: i’m a sphinx”

ladyshinga

you’re right that was important

happyheidi

The lighting under the bridge makes it look like a crescent moon in the water ♡

Yongqing Fang, Guangzhou, China

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lindamarieansonsnaps

oatmilkcore

reverse ‘i knew about it before it was cool’. i refuse to consume it until it is borderline irrelevant.

byrneing

today my therapist told me that sometimes negative feelings like guilt, anxiety, self loathing, etc are like the hiccups. they’re uncomfortable, we don’t like them, there’s no way to turn them off; they can even be incapacitating for a while. we don’t always know where they came from or when they’ll go away, so sometimes instead of focusing on why we feel a certain way we need to get better at recognizing its temporary nature, keeping perspective, and enduring discomfort. i feel like a lot of self-improvement rhetoric is about pinpointing specific causes for negative thoughts/behaviors so you can eradicate them, but people with chronic mental illness really need to work on allowing themselves to experience these feelings without going into a downward spiral.

honoriaw

thank you for this

I want to think on this

I think this may help

softcore-revolutionary

Lol I conveniently have hiccups now

queerpontmercy

my therapist often reminds me that “why do i feel like this?” can sometimes be a dangerous question to ask yourself alone and leave you digging through all the times you’ve felt guilty/rejected/ashamed before. it’s easy to spiral that way if you’re not careful. with practice, i’ve started asking myself “what do i need to get through this?” the answers to that one are a bit more useful in the moment, and the shift has also helped me be kinder to myself when these feelings come up.