smol-ddevil
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smol-ddevil · 5 years ago
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dear fuckwads, I’m well aware that “the real world” isn’t gonna cater to my mental illness I’ve actually been living in it as a mentally ill person for quite some time
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smol-ddevil · 5 years ago
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eating is a good thing. feeding yourself is a good thing.
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smol-ddevil · 5 years ago
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smol-ddevil · 5 years ago
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lil peep // hellboy
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smol-ddevil · 5 years ago
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smol-ddevil · 5 years ago
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Parents // Yungblud
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smol-ddevil · 5 years ago
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the appeal of buzzfeed unsolved is that it’s not just a wacky believer and a strait-laced skeptic bc the skeptic is much weirder as a person than the believer. obviously the classic scully/mulder dynamic is very entertaining but there’s just something about a man who firmly does not believe in ghosts but does believe that it’s ok to eat a pickle floating in a pond “if it’s fresh”
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smol-ddevil · 5 years ago
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Jean Valentine, ‘Oh Demeter’
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smol-ddevil · 5 years ago
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smol-ddevil · 5 years ago
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Do you know what it is like to hate your own existence
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smol-ddevil · 5 years ago
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someone: you seem weird today
me: sorry it's probably the crippling anxiety, clinical depression, personality disorder, or I'm about to enter another manic phase
someone: :/
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smol-ddevil · 5 years ago
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i’m too damaged to be loved
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smol-ddevil · 5 years ago
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I think it’s hard to know sometimes. Sometimes I am so warm but also cold. Sometimes I feel like my body is vibrating from anxiety. Sometimes I think of things I shouldn’t think of. It’s hard to know the end is the end. It’s hard to come to terms with the falling out of place. I still wonder if things will ever fall back into place. The loneliness is deafening. The silence is deafening. I cry but nothing changes. I’m falling apart. I can’t breathe. I want to be doing better. And, I just really don’t want you to leave this time.
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smol-ddevil · 5 years ago
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smol-ddevil · 5 years ago
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*wants to read* *doesnt read*
*wants to draw* *doesnt draw*
*wants to study a language* *doesnt study the language*
*wants to watch new movies* *doesnt watch new movies*
*wants to do stuff i like and enjoy* *doesnt*
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smol-ddevil · 6 years ago
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Selene
Albert Aublet / Jules Louis Machard
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smol-ddevil · 6 years ago
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Louis Hottot (1834-1905), ‘Phoebe’, “Salon of 1888” Source
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