#💔self harm

[sherylleescreams]

Yeah it’s canon Josie had sex with Laura.

Some more details:

With Laura being a minor and Josie an adult in her early 30s, it is statutory rape.

Laura described it as Josie seducing her (poorly) so it’s Josie who initiates pursuing the high school girl volunteer teaching her English. Not that it wouldn’t have been statutory rape if Laura had come on to Josie first, it still would have been, but this is additional context.

Source is The Secret Diary of Laura Palmer by Jennifer Lynch. Page 172, diary entry June 4 1989*

In that entry she finds the experience uncomfortable and unwanted: “the more she comes on to me the less I respect her.”

Laura specifically adds the PS:

“It makes me sick how every time I do something good I always end up — pardon the pun — getting fucked.”

And then later on Oct 10 agreed to meet Josie after 10 pm and has sex with her. She views herself as taking advantage of Josie’s desire but also doesn’t seem to want it or enjoy it much, in line with Laura using sex as self harm. Afterward Laura feels empty and angry and like she has completely lost respect for Josie.

You can check out a text version of the diary for free using Archive.org’s “Open Library”

*years in this book are off vs the show and movie

i have the english isn't my first language excuse but also i am fundamentally a little bit stupid sometimes. all this to say did laura palmer and josie packard fuck did i read that right

[enden-k]

do urself and me a favor

dont follow me if you genuinely hate al haitham. dont follow me if you dislike kavetham. im gay and rlly like hthm so if you feel disgusted by this or my ramblings or when i draw kvthm or any other queer stuff, unfollow me and get well soon

[gojoest]

time to gouge my eyes out and slit my throat and my wrists and basically die after seeing that cursed tweet comparing trump to satoru WHAT ARE YOU ON

[vse-kar-vem]

how to write vent post title that does not come off as self-pitying and or accusatory (because it's NOT !)

[okmcintyre]

Bellamy and Octavia remember one of the ways he kept her safe on the Ark

[ardentpoop]

like no spn isn’t a completely unsalvageable mess that has nothing to offer a queer viewer thematically unless they start making shit up. the character you want is in there and his name is sam.

[sunshinecircusworld]

what happened to circus lion's ear?

It is a sentient frosted animal cookie and it regularly eats pieces of itself! Its ear is the one area I have decided to show a prominent bite mark on, other ones are healed or omitted from current artworks. It is able to reach its mouth to its ear because it is a contortionist clown who follows cartoon anatomy and physics rules so it can basically stretch and fold its body in ways u couldnt even imagine 🎪

[gruesomejack]

The box sat on his lap. It was dusty on the top from years of being untouched, but the weight was familiar and almost comforting.

There's such a sad love

Deep in your eyes

A kind of pale jewel

Open and closed

Within your eyes

I'll place the sky

Within your eyes

Soft music filled the room from his record player. Victory closed his eyes for a few moments just to listen. He'd taken an extra pill or two to ease his thoughts, but unfortunately, it didn't take away the itching, burning craving that had come over him.

There's such a fooled heart

Beating so fast

In search of new dreams

A love that will last

Within your heart

I'll place the moon

Within your heart

Charlie had texted him again. As much as he appreciated the gesture of checking in on him, talking to him in any capacity left him feeling hurt and hollow. Guilty. It left him guilty.

Vi opened his eyes and took in a deep breath, letting it out slowly. With careful fingers, he opened the box and took a long time to just stare at the contents inside. An old journal from high-school, ticket stubs, and a straight razor that had been a gift from his father when he'd turned thirteen. Of course, he couldn't ever remember using it to shave his face.

Picking it up, he flipped it open and stared at the blade with tired eyes. A strange, sickly nostalgia filled his lungs until they ached. Victory squeezed at the handle and chewed at the inside of his cheek, his brows knitting.

As the pain sweeps through

Makes no sense for you

Every thrill is gone

Wasn't too much fun at all

But I'll be there for you

Numb and tired, Vi took it by the blade and squeezed.

As the world falls down.

[theygender]

I keep seeing this post about nuclear power on my dash where someone pointed out that nuclear is dangerous in part because the radioactive waste it leaves behind will outlast everything else, and then some libertarian responded with "that's not how radioactive decay works you scientifically ignorant moron" and the first person immediately rolled over with "I'm sorry I guess I still have some learning to do uwu" and then the nuclear dude's friend made some masturbatory reply complimenting them on accepting defeat gracefully. And it's pissing me off, because the first person was objectively correct. Do you know what the most common high-level waste left behind by nuclear reactors is? Uranium. And do you wanna know what the half life of uranium is? It's 4.5 billion years. That's longer than life has existed on earth. 4.5 billion years ago the earth was a ball of magma that hadn't even dreamed of creating bacteria or fucking water yet. Yes, uranium decays, but by the time it's decayed into lead (after decaying through 7 other radioactive stages first) the earth as we know it will be a dramatically different place. Humans may not exist anymore. The earth itself may not exist anymore for all we know. That is how long your goddamn radioactive decay takes

[ivebeenmade]

[anonbinaryweirdo]

my sister has to get four shots two in each arm

I have to look away bc she cries and it physically hurts me 😭

[tokofagkawa]

I feel like Toko gets audden urges to punch or hit herself sometimes to regulate her emotions or regain power over herself in a situation imo. It mostly just amounts to hair pulling, squeezing her wrist with white knuckles (hurts the joints in her hand more than her wrist), light repetitive slapping and biting or picking at her lip, although earlier on in her life she would be far more violent in these outburst

agree. I think she scratches/bites herself or pulls her hair as a way to let her emotions out somewhere. poor thing.

[arsen1cs4ng0]

bro does NOT know how to fight!!!!!!!!!!!!

[losergirlmonologue]

I'm suck a disappointment. I'm ment to be getting better, I'm doing everything I can. And still I'm failing. No one cares about me or the way I feel. I can't do this anymore I can't go on like this.

I want to kms.

[cubzsafespace]

Guys those likes are insane, more than 400 omg. I’ve decided to draw a more explicit version since everyone has been so kind to repost my Griffith art earlier♥️🥺

Behold a buttcrack version of the poor self harm baby Griffith💔💧🩸

[chrissv4mp]

silly me to fall in love with you , CHRIS S.

summary: love is a scary, annoying thing // you're chris's first love, and he can't believe he's gotten so lucky.

pairing: chris sturniolo × fem!reader

warnings/topics: probably a little vulgar language, mainly fluff, pet names, etc.

a/n: this is probably really bad, so bear w me😖🙏 also this is super short so....💔💔💔

wc: 1.7k

"i've been loved before, but right now in this moment..

...i feel more and more like i was made for you."

the breeze was gentle, the fire in front of you masking the slight cold that passed by. chris's blue fresh love hoodie fitting a size bigger than your own.

chris couldn't help stare from behind you, a smile plastered on his face that he felt would never leave. he still can't believe that you're actually real.

if his past self saw him now, younger chris would definitely try to convince himself that he didn't want to want you.

a deep blush crept onto his face as he continued his walk back from the cabin, arms filled with a box of graham crackers, a bag of marshmallows, and some skewers.

he caught a glimpse of your soft smile as he moved to set the things down on the small metal table beside your two bodies.

"hey," you whispered as if you spoke any louder you would disturb the peaceful environment.

chris turned his body from facing the table to facing you, his neon orange shirt capturing your attention before his own gaze brought you back.

the smile from earlier was still there, and now he was sure it would never go away. he still couldn't believe that any of this was real life.

"hi." he muttered, his voice sweet and matching the volume of your own.

your hands cupped his face gently, scooting closer on the bench to lean down and peck his soft, pink lips.

his hands found their way to your waist, head going to rest on your shoulder as he hugged your body closer to his.

he wanted to stay in this moment forever, just the two of you out in the forest, alone and safe from any harmful comments on the internet or even in real life.

this was everything he wanted right now in this moment.

he dreamed of this moment, and he wasn't afraid to admit it. there were other things he dreamed of, too, but those could stay in his mind a little longer.

as his head came back up to face you, you finally noticed the dark spots under his eyes, "chris, have you been sleeping?"

the brunette shrugged, a dopey smile on his face, "i mean i haven't slept since sunday, but it's alright. i was calling you, and you know i love the sound of your voice."

a small frown washed over your face as you tilted your head, thumb caressing chris's cheeks affectionately.

"you need sleep, chris." you said, guilt clearly shown in your gaze.

he bit down on his lip, his hand moving to rest on yours that was on his cheek, "hey, don't give me that look, baby,"

"my sleepless nights are better with you than those nights could ever be alone." a small smile played on your face at his comment.

your lips found his again, this time entwining in a more passionate and loving way. you were convinced he would do anything for you.

"i love you." you whispered against his lips, and chris just sighed as he kissed you again.

you wouldn't call him out on it. he'd always tell you he has commitment issues, and that if you didn't want to be with him anymore, it would be fine.

chris pulled away first, eyes finding yours again as he ran his thumb over your thigh lovingly.

his lips parted to speak, but you quickly cut him off, "it's okay. you don't have to say sorry chris, it's alright. don't say anything until you're ready,"

"i'll wait for you. always." chris squeezed your thigh gently as his smile came back.

he nodded subtly, blue eyes staying on yours as he took in your presence.

chris knew you were the one. you had to be, or else all this time you two spent building this—whatever it was—would've been for nothing.

"thank you, y/n." his face flushed just at the sound of your name, and your smile widened.

you just hummed, eyes trailing away from his own as he went to hide in the crook of your neck again.

you sat cross-legged on your brother's bed, attention focused solely on the view of the neighborhood outside his window.

nolan sat on his gaming chair, legs resting on the edge of the mattress as his eyes flicked between you and the black sheets.

"you wanna talk?" you laughed at his unexpected question, causing his own laughter to fall from his lips.

after a few moments of soft laughs, you both settled down and set your gaze on one another. his question was genuine, so you answered.

you gave him a small nod before your lips parted, crossing your arms over your chest, "i haven't slept in a week or two,"

nolan hummed, encouraging you to continue. you knew he wouldn't ever spill your secrets, they would always stay behind his closed door.

a look of concern flashed over his face for just a moment before it faded to a more subtle look, knowing that you hated when people tried to push on the topic.

"and there's so many possible reasons why, i just don't know which one it is, nol." you sighed, head falling back against his headboard.

he fixed his position in the chair, sitting up straight, "well, list them."

you bit down on your lip, fingers picking at the small hairs on your arm, "work, homework, stress. love."

as soon as the word rolled off your tongue, nolan spoke, "ding, ding, ding! it's definitely love."

your eyebrow raised as you looked at him from across the bed, "and how do you know that?"

he huffed in an exaggerated manner, and you just rolled your eyes and laughed at his actions, "how do you not know that?"

"come on, you've been talking about chris for so fucking long, y/n." he says, crossing his legs over one another on the mattress.

he was right, you couldn't keep your mouth shut about the boy. but who could blame you? he was the best guy in the world, always giving you little gifts and sending you loving texts.

chris was sweet, his personality being one of his best qualities.

"i think i might have fallen in love...

...what am i to do?"

nick was leaned against the kitchen counter, arms crossed as he listened to his brothers question.

he shrugged "show the girl that you're in love with her."

chris groaned, stomping his feet on the hardwood floor like a child as he threw his head back, "you're not helping."

nick rolled his eyes, sighing before he spoke again, "chris, love is more than just a thing you say. love is friendship, family... fuck, even hate is a form of love, or at least an imitation of it."

"you don't have to tell her that you love her until you're ready, chris. but in the meantime, you could at least show her." nick explained, "open doors for her, give her compliments. do things with her that she enjoys, try to learn stuff you know she fucks with."

chris chuckled at his brothers use of words, moving to sit atop of the counter as his legs dangled off the edge.

"she likes to paint.." the brunette muttered, and nick snapped.

chris's head instantly went up to look at his older brother, "then take her to art lessons, make it a routine that you go together each week."

the sound of footsteps caught both brothers attention, heads turning in the direction of the noise. matt stepped from down the hall, stopping as he saw his brothers.

"what's this? what, are you doing some intervention?" matt asked, confusion clear on his face as he stood at the other end of the island.

chris laughed, looking over at nick who just cracked a smile.

"chris is having a small emotional crisis, and he's come to me for help." nick says, and matt takes a seat.

"is it because of y/n? kid, anyone that has seen the way she looks at you would say the same thing i'm about to say," matt laughs, "she's head over heels for you, and you're the exact same for her."

chris huffed, running a hand through his messy hair as his thoughts traveled elsewhere. he would definitely need a haircut soon.

"that's exactly what i have been saying, matt!" nick exclaims, "thank you."

matt nods, a smirk on his face as he stretches his arms above his head.

chris jumps off the counter, going to take a seat opposite of his older brother on the island.

"it may seem simple for you guys since you've never been in a relationship, but it's really not. you guys don't get it." chris whined, dragging his hands down his face.

matt and nick share a look before the younger speaks, "then go to someone who does."

nick hums in agreement, "yeah. maybe go to the person you're having these feelings for. she's had partners before, she's had experience with those feelings."

matt puts up a finger just as chris opens his mouth to speak, and chris groans as he continues to listen to the boy beside him.

"she'll listen to you, chris. you always tell us how understanding and caring she is of your emotions, i think she's the perfect person to go to." nick says softly, moving from his spot against the counter and walking behind chris.

the older boy puts a hand on his brothers shoulder, rubbing it in an effort to comfort chris.

chris just stays silent, mind swarming with all of his thoughts and the ones that his brothers just shared.

matt and nick watch over chris intently, staying silent to give him a moment to process.

"okay," the response finally leaves his lips, and even if it's just one word, nick and matt know that chris will listen to them.

he removes his hands from his face, looking at nick before his gaze moves to matt, "thank you guys."

they both nod, smiles forming on their faces.

"we love you," matt says, his gaze soft.

chris smiles, "i love you guys, too."

tags: @cindylcuwho @adirtylittleheart