mellauri

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God gave me this body and I will wear it

[mellauri]

Whenever I’m taking a shower and the curtain unsticks to the wall and starts chasing me I turn into a monster I don’t want to become. Like punching the curtain and shit. It’s the only time I ever resort to violence

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I know I love my girlfriend because sometimes in the mornings I will wake up several hours into a phone call that I didn’t fall asleep to. They’ll call me in the middle of the night, and somehow in my sleep I’ve learned to pick up the phone and answer their calls. I’ve been told I’ll sleep talk back to them as well.

I know I love them in my mind, but even while unconscious, my body has learned to take care of them too. It doesn’t matter what time of night. I love them with everything in me.

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“ ” maybe to you. but to me?? i’ve cornered god in an alley like a cowering animal, shaking and snarling with every bark. two mad dogs staring each down, eye for eye, tooth for tooth. fear is only ever recognized in the reflection of yourself in another, and in this mirror god sees my sins shaped in his own shattered image. wolfsbane. we were marked as a poison to the world, but who traced the stain? a bit dog learns to love the bite. lick the salt off the walls and the blood off your wounds. eat your heart out, but only if you have the stomach to take it. i’ve found comfort in the familiarity of this rusted cage, the shut bars reminding me of all i’ve once known.

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“art is subjective” okay well that AI shit objectively sucks ass so

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I’m a single trick show pony, marching into the glue factory to get churned into a buttery paste. The children applaud and praise me for my sticky heart and tacky soul, and Dr. Tenacious keeps a firm grip on my reigns

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If I ever get into a car accident may Limp by Fiona Apple blast from my speakers

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so sorry i have listening to music in my underwear scheduled for tonight

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stonewall uprising, 2010

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Graffiti is the human’s way of showing We Were Here

March 29 2025, Sedro-Woolley WA

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this vibrator is my sword and Henry David Thoreau’s Walden is my shield

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March 23, 2025

they built a monument to god and left her standing in the forest

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i think you need to consume both good and bad art of any form, media, or genre. as far as the human experience goes, the bad art is just as important as the good art.

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jazz

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i love you <3

me??!

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Photographs by Nan Goldin

At the bar: Toon, Cee, and So, Bangkok, 1992 Max, Muffy, and Peter at Sharon’s birthday party, Provincetown, 1976 Joey and Andres in Hotel Askanischer Hof, Berlin, 1992 Christine floating in the sea, St. Barth's, 1999 Yogo Putting on Powder, Second Trip, Bangkok, 1993 Picnic on the Esplanade, Boston, 1973 Clemens lying on his back, Paris, 2001 Christmas at The Other Side, Boston, 1972

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i’m Mel and this is my tumblr

i love horror and art history and gay poetry and music. i post photos on here of weird abandoned shit i explore with my camera and occasionally some things i write. this page is anti fascist and pro trans. terfs have no place here.

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