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Two Women Engaged in Sexual Intercourse in a Neoclassical Canopied Bed. Etching, ca. 1780. via JSTOR

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Thank you🥹🥹🥹🥹

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Sometimes i just hate myself, for providing with such an understanding and healthy enviroment that my art can’t thrive.

Sometimes i just hate myself for being such an adult and actually trying to work trough my issues, instead just putting them in a glass jar for the world to see or hear it.

Sometimes i hate myself over healthy things, because i know that’s the way how i am supposed to work, but i don’t want to.

I want my chaos, the fire back.

My inspiration, all my writings, the music which felt the most natural thing to bottle up emotions in.

And now, i am sitting here with a full heart, clean mind, stable feelings, and suddenly, i long for the comfort of chaos.

Not because that’s what i knew, but because chaos meant that i can create something beautiful out of scratch.

That i can make something, which can’t be done once again, and it’s uniquely mine.

Chaos and fire is not everything, but it’s elemental, and we need it 90% of the times.

We never realize that, until we lose the capability to create something out of nothing.

I feel lighter, yet it’s not comfortable.

I don’t think humans should be this light.

Almost like a floating state.

Nothing too heavy to worry about, yet longing for it so desperately that we grab every chance we can to have that feeling again.

Yet here we stand, almost grown up, fueled by peace and still feel uncomfortable.

And that’s the most excrusiating feeling of all.

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Alice Notley, from In the Pines

[Text ID: “I will search for you across heaven,”]

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having a “favorite person” is so glorified and sounds lovely until you uncover the horrendous attachment issues and instability

i wish people could understand how painful of a curse it is

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natasha trethewey

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nobody talks about the fact that you can have all this crazy shit in your head, and want to open up and talk about your feelings but no matter what, you just can't make out the right words and properly put your thoughts and emotions into words

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lucille clifton

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I feel so alone all the time and it's so tiring

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𝑦𝑜𝑢’𝑟𝑒 𝑙𝑜𝑠𝑡, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢’𝑣𝑒 𝑎𝑙𝑠𝑜 𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑎𝑝𝑒𝑑

By Bao Tran Trung

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Ha ki mondanám azt amit érzek vagy gondolok már rég nem beszélne velem senki.

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“(…) soon it’ll be spring, and everything will look different then, (…)”

— Sarah Waters, from The Little Stranger

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So much time has gone by, I didn’t know how much I would change