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Just like the mental institution
tumblr is basically a gay bar in a mental institute
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propaganda i am not falling for:
always moving on. some goodbyes need to rot a little. some griefs need to be held in the mouth like a stone.
beauty defined by algorithms. beauty exists in crow feet and smile lines
pretending to be chill. i’m not chill. i care deeply and inconveniently. i read into things. i write poems about eye contact
beige apartments with no soul. give me bookshelves and incense and loud art
sneaky links and unclear intentions. i want devotion. and also clarity
treating books as decor. read them. dog-ear them. argue with them in the margins
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As , the United States, potentially heads into another forever war I can only think of this quote.
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this is actually like my third or fourth rodeo so i sort of get it but sort of dont
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goes to sleep in a complex and nuanced way
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completely sober in the club googling WHY? WHY? WHY? WHY? WHY?
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the author's barely disguised open wound splattered livid and filthy across everything they create
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Made it all the way to work and realized I forgot my cyanide pill in case of capture
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I am one slight inconvenience away from completely losing it, I say as I encounter my 979th inconvenience of the day abd manage to take a deep breath and push it down
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It's not 13 either
has anyone figured out how much art you need to make to make your mental illness go away
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has anyone figured out how much art you need to make to make your mental illness go away
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I really like this website because somebody will be like “there’s nothing wrong with darting out from behind a parked car into traffic, bootlicker” and you can be like okay this clearly evolved from a valid point about how the US is too car-centric. But something happened to it.
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I think being autistic has made me realize how extremely hostile the environments we have designed are. And I don't mean "this environment is uniquely hostile to me because I am autistic" I mean that even normies are just existing in brutal, stagnant spaces, they have just internalized them as normal. We could have it all, we could live in such a beautiful and fascinating world, designed by humans and for humans who actually enjoy life and it's complexity and wonder. but even now it's like, seen as kinda hippy-dippy bullshit to have "excessive" indoor plants in a workspace or something
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