Lesbian. Existential nightmare. Post graduate failure. Probably autistic. Aesthetics. A lot of Silent Hill when I'm feeling particularly mentally ill. I just post whatever the fuck tbh.
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Visceral memories of joining random gmod servers being a little dipshit that didn't know what they were doing, and being calmly forced to settle down and shut up so we could all watch anime on a big tv together
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“The picture of the bacchante who stands motionless and stares into space must have been well known. Catullus is thinking of her when he tells of the abandoned Ariadne, who follows her faithless lover with sorrowing eyes as she stands on the reedy shore ‘like the picture of a maenad.’ Indeed, melancholy silence becomes the sign of women who are possessed by Dionysus. […] Madness dwells in the surge of clanging, shrieking, and pealing sounds, it dwells also in silence. The women who follow Dionysus get their name, maenads, from this madness. Possessed by it, they rush off, whirl madly in circles, or stand still, as if turned to stone.”
— Walter F. Otto, “Dionysus - Myth and Cult” (1933)
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Julia Soboleva (Latvian, 1990) - Home for Christmas (2024)
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I'm just curious how many sex toys does the people of tumblr have.
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Covered walkway, Sainsbury's, Archer Road, Sheffield, 1984. From the Sainsbury Archive.
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my surprised/excited face is so convincing
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rejection sensitivity is so fucking lame. like boo hoo look at me i felt mildly ignored for 30 seconds and already started planning my own funeral liKE BITCH CHILL it was never that serious
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