butch4maryoliver

[butch4maryoliver]

Google show me places that feel safe

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I do like characters who do not exhibit any hint of sexuality in any way because they’re too busy being tormented by the narrative. like “yea I might be gay or whatever but the labyrinth is growing so I can’t worry about that shit rn”

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hey wait! i know you! we used to be chained next to each other in the cave! wow, so good to see you, how are ya? man. remember how we used to talk about the shadows on the wall together. gosh that was a long time ago. but hey. sure is one heck of a sun out here, right? it's good to see you.

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my hair’s getting pretty long

[butch4maryoliver]

oh I see. it was the crime of wanting. that's why I deserve it.

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Watch online free is such a beautiful name for a child

[butch4maryoliver]

lmao

[butch4maryoliver]

knuckle tattoos that say PHIL OCHS

[butch4maryoliver]

its okay dude im not becoming evil muhaha. sorry i mean haha. dont know what happened there muhaha. sorry i mean

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it is your responsibility as an adult to not allow your own personal trauma and psychological baggage to exacerbate the reactionary impulses which you inevitably developed growing up in the shadow of capitalism & the protestant moral code

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And here’s what makes complex PTSD uniquely miserable in the world of trauma diagnoses: it occurs when someone is exposed to a traumatic event over and over and over again — hundreds, even thousands of times — over the course of years. When you are traumatised that many times, the number of conscious and subconscious triggers bloats, becomes infinite and inexplicable. If you are beaten for hundreds of mistakes, then every mistake becomes dangerous. If dozens of people let you down, all people become untrustworthy. The world itself becomes a threat.

Stephanie Foo, What My Bones Know: A Memoir of Healing from Complex Trauma

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i don’t know. i’m barely a person. i just want to be kind and hold someone’s hand. eat an ice cream cone. stare at the lake. feel the sun on my skin. lay in the grass. run through a sprinkler. it’s so easy to forget life is supposed to feel like a deep breath and not a gasp

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Как кошки ловят рыбу. Illustrated by G. Nikolsky and A. Keleinikov. 1975.