mandy mubarak to all who celebrate
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how it feels to remember that it's going to get colder again
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hitting return early on libby when there's people waiting and feeling like a benevolent queen distributing alms to the poor
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what if your doppelganger loved being you more than you ever loved being yourself. they're better at being you and everyone loves them and it feels almost selfish to want your life back. i want clone horror but the horror is that the thing trying to replace you is also the person you always wanted to be.
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Being like. Post-suicidal is so strange. Like hiiiii everybody im new I spent a good chunk of my life languishing and have like 3 or 4 lived experiences. But now I'm ready to fuck and party or whatever. Can we be friends. Im so happy to be here. Can we be friends
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Bittet (The Bite), Edvard Munch, 1914
Etching on cream wove paper
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happy mcr new jersey to all who celebrate. survive.
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Oh Laura Palmer you beautiful soul you
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me at 12: dad's anger issues are so scary waaaah
me at 27: if another slight inconvenience happens to me i'm going to put my car in reverse on the interstate
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unhealthy codependency is really a top tier dynamic. like they need each other to survive but god. should they.
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fuck it. shitty ginger snaps sharpie drawings
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Can I come over and bite you I mean bite you I mean bite you um I mean bite you sorry I mean bite you fuck I mean bite you so hard it leaves days long marks and bruises oops I mean
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Hunger has gnawed at our bodies until pain became a part of our daily lives No food, no water, no strength to endure We search for a morsel to ease our children's hunger, but even bread has become a distant dream. We sleep in silent agony, soothing our hungry hearts with the remnants of hope Does mercy still dwell in hearts? Is humanity still alive? We do not ask for much… only that you see us, hear us, and extend a hand to keep us alive. From the womb of suffering, we still carry hope in our hearts that goodness has not died…
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Hello Amanda.

this took me MONTHS and many many hours of painstakingly cutting out letters, words, and shapes, and glueing them onto the page. i am super super proud of how it came out!! i hope people like it as much as i do!! <3
i heart my wonderful Saw collage :)
Closeups under the cut!




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