#*cries in swedish*

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Btw I'm currently working on converting AggressiveKitty's Farmhouse Set but at what cost 😭

(For context I just opened an item which was 60k poly 😌)

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CRIES AND WHISPERS

"It is early Monday morning and I am in pain."

1972 | dir. Ingmar Bergman

[argesta]

no one is allowed to tell louis “GIRL GET UP 🗣️” ever again. no one is getting up after this

[just-spacetrash]

🤩

[whatthe-puck]

Sweden lost, Jimmy was crying, so I wrote a fanfic about it to cope.

It’s getting an epilogue with more tears, but I wanted to put out that first part to let us all cry it out before the bronze medal game tomorrow. 💙

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On May 19, 1973, Cries and Whispers was screened at the Cannes Film Festival.

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on todays episode of "mental health issues that could easily be solved by one single thing that i dont have", GET A MICROWAVE!!!

i just know SO many of my eating related issues (not all obviously but a LOT of them) would be solved if this house just had a goddamn microwave

today i ate like... 1/4th of those small frozen pizzas, 1/3rd of a grilled cheese, and 1/3rd bowl of macaroni and meatballs. and yall wanna know why i didnt eat the whole thing of any of them? its cause my stupid adhd ass took too long to eat and the food got cold. and then i Cannot Eat That anymore. so even though i was still hungry i didnt eat the rest of it and just went back to rotting on youtube shorts and being too hungry to do anything and feeling dumb and unproductive and being guilty of making food that i dont eat. just... feeling like a big ol' waste

but the thing is, if i just

✨owned a microwave✨

i could just reheat the motherfucking food and still eat it and not feel like ive wasted that food. ((because since that food is wasted i feel guilty about making it, so i dont make any more food until next meal time, but then i didnt finish that either cause im stupid and eat too slow.))

but we dont have a microwave. only an oven. and yeah maybe i couldve reheated the 3/4th pizza or the grilled cheese in the oven, but then again the oven uses a lot of electricity. and my mom is always complaining that i turn the oven on, forget that its on for a while, and that im wasting electricity. and i was too tired and hungry to deal with that possibility. plus with the oven theres a chance i forget it too long or have it too hot and burn the food and that would just make me feel worse

but we dont have a microwave, because my mom thinks having a microwave leads to "eating more unhealthy foods that you just heat up" instead of "real food". so i didnt reheat any of my food. so i didnt eat it. it got to the point where it got cold and gross so i just threw it in the trash and hope my mom or grandma doesnt notice.

but if i had a microwave, i couldve reheated that food. and i couldve eaten it. ((and yeah, maybe i wouldnt have ate the whole thing, but maybe half at least? that counts right? well it dont really matter if it counts or not cause it didnt happen.))

and then maybe i wouldnt have been feeling like im gonna faint the whole day and maybe i wouldve gotten literally anything done instead of just scrolling on pinterest and youtube shorts for hours and feeling worthless. and maybe if i ate i wouldnt have hurt myself today

but nope. no microwave. it leads to "unhealthy" habits. i guess not eating enough to count as even ONE full meal is healthier since its not "microwave food"

thanks mom

[linguenuvolose]

One of my mom’s cousins kept gushing about how cute me and my boyfriend are together and <33 it was very sweet

[nightly-sun]

A rare original post from me. I have been reading the works of Jung and his pupils for the past couple of months, and much of it has resonated with me. Since my early years, I have looked at my surroundings through an allegorical and oftentimes mystical lens, and now it's all starting to come together. But that isn't why I'm sharing this. As I was reading it, I recognized the passages I highlighted as the inspiration for the lyrics to Tribulation's song, "Cries from the Underworld".

[synintheraven]

So... does anyone know where to watch Mark's new movie (t.i.m.) outside netflix? My sister will kill someone if she can't watch it lol

[pacingmusings]

Seen (again) in 2023:

Cries and Whispers (Ingmar Bergman), 1972

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A fig tree for pixel dailies.

"Figs are planted in most Palestinian cities. However, it is most common in two districts, Nablus — especially in the village of Tell — and Ramallah — namely in Silwad, which became known as Im-Qutteen (mother of dried figs). Other villages also have names relating to the fig, such as Teeneh (fig). There are also flat areas called masateeh referring to the places where figs are dried to produce qutteen.

The fig has long been linked to Palestinian cultural heritage because it is nutritious and filling, and thus a staple of the Palestinian diet. It was known in Palestine as far back as the Canaanites. Palestinians have their own terms for the fig: while it is forming, the fruit is taqsh, then faj and then ‘ajr. Other used terms are nafal and thbeel.

Old traditional sayings reflect the importance of figs in Palestine. For example: ‘I tasted the first fruit, I hope my life has a long route’; ‘Eat the figs from the early season and the grapes from the late season’;* and ‘If we have qutteen (dried figs), we are safe from hunger.'"

-from The Palestinian Museum which took that info from 'A Garden Among the Hills: The Floral Heritage of Palestine'

Trees, would it be olive trees (which I also have a drawing of) or fig ones are important in Palestine. Just like in other countries, they provide shade, fresh air and produce. But in Palestine, they are also a symbol of resistance - as long as family's tree is growing, they are growing too; as long as the tree is alive, they are alive too.

When Israeli occupiers takes Palestinian's homes that they've built over multiple generations, they take their trees that they groomed too. When IOF drops bombs on civilians, they take trees with them. They uproot the trees, they burn them - because those trees remind them of people they've killed and whose land they have taken.

It seems like the world is slowly growing numb to cries for help; it seems like people are closing their eyes and covering their ears to not see the Palestinian blood on their screens, to not hear them scream. And Israel sees that and continues it's aggression on Lebanon. After all, if they can get away with a year (76 years) of genocide, why not start another one?

Please take any action you can. Protest, boycott, keep your eyes on Palestine and please, please, please donate to Palestinian fundraisers. I have spotlighted one fundraiser, for Falastin's family evacuation funds from Gaza that she organized in late June - it is still very far away from it's goal.

There are 24 family members that depend on that fundraiser. They need not only evacuation funds but also money to buy basic necessities like food and medicine that are very expensive in Gaza right now. Recently Falastin started hearing them talk about waiting for their fate because the funds this campaign gets daily are not enough to ease their suffering and cover evacuation.

Please, do not let it happen. Please, donate and check conversion rates before you do as:

10$ = 103 SEK

25$ = 257 SEK

50$ = 515 SEK

100$ = 1,030 SEK

I've talked about this fundraiser before numerous times, a lot of info can be found on this post [here] or [here].

Vetting info: #282 in El-Shab-Hussein and Nabulsi's spreadsheet [here], #957 in the Butterfly Project spreadsheet [here]

I do semi-regular art updates (last one [here]) and accept commissions for proof of donations, please dm me for info as my art blog was terminated recenty.

[mymitochondriaforpresident]

The answer was no btw

Will I ever recover!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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On December 14, 1973, Cries and Whispers debuted in Portugal.

[strnilolover]

⋆.˚ Does He Know? .ᐟ

♫ Moth To Flame • Swedish House Mafia & The Weeknd

Warnings : Cheating (don’t do that), getting caught cheating, slight smut, degrading if you squint, pet names (sweetheart, bunny), random boyfriend name (Adam), toxic relationship, I think that’s all?

A/N : something about this just makes me so 🤭. Don’t cheat on your partners though, this is just a fanfic. You keep running back to Matt because you just can’t let go of him, he’s where your heart truly lies.

Matt was never one for relationships, only ever having hookups or one night stands with multiple girls. You being included in the mixup. But he wasn’t stupid, he knew you were looking for someone to spend the rest of your life with. The look that appeared in your eyes anytime you looked at him, told him everything he needed to know.

So he knew that eventually you would move on from him, finding a new boy to love you and satisfy all your needs. Adam — the sweet guy you had met during a time you and Matt hadn’t been speaking, Matt turning you down after another attempt to confess your love for him.

All you ever were to Matt was just a good fuck really — so why was he so jealous that you found a different guy other than him to be with? He didn’t care, he shouldn’t. But he does.

You were always so easy though. Anytime you saw him in public, he knew what he did to you. Reeling you back in so easily when your relationship was fresh, having your body trembling beneath his. All while your poor Adam didn’t have a clue.

You cut him off one day though, telling him enough was enough. That you loved Adam and weren’t going to throw the relationship away, just because he wanted to fuck you. So — he let you be, knowing how much of a good guy Adam was…all the things he heard through your friends.

But, after a few months of not speaking, you called him one night. Matt answered of course — he could never decline a call from you. “Matt…I miss you.” Was what your voice had said through the speaker, the words sending a rush of satisfaction down his spine.

After that one night, you kept calling — every night when Adam would go to bed. You would sneak into the guest room on the other side of the house, pulling out your phone to call Matt. You knew it was wrong, so wrong on so many levels. How could you cheat on a person who you knew loved you? It didn’t seem to bother you much though — hiding the pictures on your phone that Matt would send, Or the videos he would record when he was plowing into you.

Adam still didn’t know — didn’t see how your behavior changed over time. How your phone seemed to be more important, he was so naive that is actually hurt you a little to think of what you were doing. But again… you didn’t really care.

It seemed as though your connection with Adam was severing the more you kept Matt in your life, but you still didn’t care. It felt like Matt was the only person to ever understand you, the only person to know why you cried. You knew he wasn’t any good for you, so why did you keep going back for more?

Matt knew you were slowly coming back to him — to only him. The longer he talked to you, the more frequent late night visits from him became. Sneaking into your home while Adam was asleep just down the hall, burying himself into your warm walls like you were made for him.

And he always brought you down for it, made fun of you. “What would your poor Adam say if he saw you right now bunny, hm?” He would whisper into your ear as his cock hit repeatedly into you, his hand holding your neck, pulling your back flush against his chest.

“He wouldn’t appreciate the fact you’re letting me use your mouth like this right?” He’d taunt as he’d have you on your knees in front of him, mouth stuffed full. And all you could do was shake your head every-time, knowing how much of a bad person you were.

That was until one night, right after you and Matt finished — literally — cuddling in his arms in your guest bedroom.

The door had slammed open, Adam standing right there in the door way with a sick look on his face. His features turning up in disgust and disbelief as you scrambled to pull the covers up over yourself. “Is this what you’ve been doing every night?! Sneaking behind my back to fuck him?!” He had yelled at you, and all Matt could do was smirk.

He leaned down to your ear, making sure to speak loud enough where Adam could hear, keeping eye contact with the man. “Go ahead sweetheart, tell him the truth. Tell him where your heart lies — where it truly lies.” He mumbled, watching as your face flushed red, your lips parting.

Matt knew he had you wrapped around his finger. You were his, and he wasn’t going to let you go now.

A/N 2 : you know I really should learn to not write a whole bunch LOL. I kinda fw this honestly… it’s not the best but I couldn’t not write abt toxic!OffandOn!Matt cause he’s so scrumptious. Again please don’t cheat on your partner, that’s never a good thing to do. Let me know if you guys like this?