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metamorphesque · 2 days
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bluets (pt 1/?)
maggie nelson, craig keenan
buy me a coffee
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a-hulder · 13 hours
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Jane Avril, also known as L’Étrange (the Strange One), Jane La Folle (Crazy Jane) and La Mélinite (a type of explosive), legendary Moulin Rouge dancer and muse of Toulouse-Lautrec
“She was certainly known for her unusual style, which was described as "an orchid in a frenzy". The Belgian author Frantz Jourdain described her as "this exquisite creature, nervous and neurotic, the captivating flower of artistic corruption and of sickly grace"”
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sinligh · 10 hours
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In an alternative universe, i can imagine another version of myself
one in a stable relationship happy in the arms of a lover.
Toned down paranoia, and Indulgent pleasure.
I worry that that version of me is delusional
in love, but alone in it that I’ll somehow miss the signs of an emotionally absent partner the way I missed my father…
And yet, I’ll come up with excuses because I never felt comfortable with pointing my finger
that I’ll overcompensate.. Nest in the apex of their heart and believe that there’s no way higher
that the hierarchy is nothing but guilt inducing anger.
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It's easy to love me;
i grew up in a household where it's acceptable to sacrifice your own soul. in exchange of feeling like your existence is convenient.
As years went by, I learned to love that feeling eventually more than life itself..
i lost a lot of myself watching my mother hand feed me all that she is, all that she wanted to be, then sneak bites of who she was before she had me..
now, i think i can be whoever a lover needs me to be.
Then when they’re not around I’ll let my pieces fall down and hope that somehow they’ll align…
this terrifies me...
I don't want to settle and passive smoke my own life, set in the corner and inhale the damage even when it isn't mine.
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I love love, I just don’t think it’s for me...
In a lecture about addiction, our doctor said
“The neurobiology of love is the same as neurobiology of addiction"
To me, that makes sense for i lose all my edges whenever I'm submerged in a wave of it.
My ends melt trying desperately to reach out even when i don't really know how to direct them to anyone other than myself
Paint them orbits to circle around me and feed them rays of hope
"our paranoia won't last forever"
At least that's what I whisper as i try to keep them close enough, not too much;
I don't want eternity
“I only wanna die someday”
I wrap them around me every night until i suffocate in an embrace trying to comfort all the atoms of love that are lost in me...
"I’ll come to an end; you'll be free.”
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•Quotes: Roland Barthes/ Angelea Lowes/ Anaïs Nin/Mahmoud Darwish/Mary Oliver/ Ottessa Moshfegh/Elaine Kahn/ Natalie Wee/Carole Maso/Tracy K. Smith/Halsey/chelsea g. summers/ Anne Sexton.
•Original context: sinligh
•Art reference:
1. Art by Lisa Lach-Nielsen. 2.Quoted, 2008, oil on linen by Jen Mazza. 3. Choke, 2008, oil on linen by Jen Mazza. 4. Ceruse 87, 2008, oil on linen by Jen Mazza. 5. A girl with pomegranate (detail) by William-Adolphe Bouguereau. 6. An Interior with a woman seated by Lampligt by Christian Valdemar Clause Danish. 7. Photo by Soul Eom. 8. "two people" by Mila Plaickner. 9.Art by Lisa Lach-Nielsen
P.s: writing this felt like:
“It's me, hi, I'm the problem, it's me”
Song rec:
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lovecrumbss · 2 months
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The Blue Veil - Edmund Charles Tarbell/ Frank Benson's North/ Glauco Cambon/ Claude Monet/ Harold Knight
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ruinsofathen · 5 months
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Belladonna of Sadness (1973) dir. Eiichi Yamamoto | Movie Posters
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crimsonsclovers · 1 year
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a face in the crowd
Vyara Boyadjieva / Hannah Lane / Lauren Humphrey / Gaetan de Seguin / Holly Warburton / Emily Grenader / Mouni Feddag / Olivier Suire Verley / Amanda Joy Brown
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catherinesvalois · 7 months
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Botticelli, Sandro. The Virgin and Child with Saint John and an Angel. c. 1490, tempura on wood. Main collection.
Raphael. The Sistine Madonna. 1513-1514, oil on canvas. Dresden.
Bouguereau, William A. The Madonna of the Lilies. 1899, oil on canvas. Private collection.
Michelangelo. The Creation of Adam. 1512, fresco. Rome.
Ghirlandaio, Ridolfo. Lucrezia Sommaria. 1510, oil on panel. Widener Collection.
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Ivan the Terrible and His Son Ivan on 16 November 1581 by Ilya Repin (1883-1885) // Breaking Bad (2008-2013)
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inejgahafa · 13 days
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- a study in kissing -  ‘In Bed The Kiss’ by Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec, ‘The Kiss’ by Gustav Klimt, ‘Il Bacio’ by Francesco Hayez, ‘Kiss by the Window’ by Edvard Munch, ‘Sakuntala’ by Camille Claudel, ‘The Kiss’ by Edvard Munch, 12,000 year old rock painting at Pedra Furada, Brazil 
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bleachbum · 7 months
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Erin Vest, Sunless Sea // Louise Glück, from March
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a-hulder · 3 months
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Dante Gabriel Rossetti + flowers
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sinligh · 17 days
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In the name of healing I bite chunks of myself daily, spit them out in my hand with the intention to wash it away later
Eventually, i end up over analyzing them, like everything else in my life
grafts of all the causes I’m still here, glued together by my mother’s fears
be the Alpha female, she said. “feed on your most beloved, a cup of the moon’s blood every night before bed for you to run alone forever, run wild, never slip”
I Shower myself with self-loathing, lick my own wounds close Keep me sane, keep me safe
loneliness to me is just another insecurity that is dangling from my prefrontal cortex, dangling right in front of my eyes… for me to see the world through it.
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I spend hours looking at the bloody chunks in my hand, thinking where did i go wrong ? how much can I hold on to this heartache ?
I've been running around it all my life, running around red lines, red lines circle me, i run in circles around myself I’m all that I’ve ever knew, yet, I only know myself in fading
A distant memory, a deja vu…
All I really know, is that the only stable in my life is the fact that I exist, and that it’s a temporary state.
jamais vu.
will the lines fade if i eat what i bit off of myself again ? if i chew and chew and chew… If i teach myself to stomach it will i be whole again?
is holding on to those pieces enough to satisfy my desire to be held ?
Or does it make me a feral rogue ?
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Schizophrenic delusions ticking in my head…
Sometimes I wonder if it’s my fault that I’m this alone…
then again I wasn’t the one feeding myself all the insecurities as a young child.
I wasn’t the one playing pretend.
It was never my fault, my mother thought faking happiness is the way to protect me, it was never my fault father wasn’t interested in the details, as long as I was his perfect girl…
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Now, I can’t hold on to anything the way i hold on to the lunatic turmoil that makes me sway and laugh on my own personal misery.
Call it history.
Hide behind defensive humor, get my inner demons drunk on caffeine, mistake that high for happiness cause mama did too…
And wait for caffeine withdrawal to wake us up, both of us…
I’ve never been hangover, but I imagine this is how it’ll feel
The aura ? The migraine?
The urge to throw myself up to be reborn clean.
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•Quotes: Olivia Laing/Heather Havrilesky/ Olivia Laing/ Marya Hornbacher/Anaïs Nin/Camille Norton/ Alice Oseman/ eduardo C. Corral/anne carson/ Joanne Harris/ Hannah Green/Hannah Green/Lisel Mueller
•Original context: sinligh
•Art reference:
1. Sasha Hartslief, Late Night Shower, 2021. 2. Getting Up by Vincent Giarrano. 3.illustration by Owen Gent. 4. The Lovers on the Bridge, 1991. 5. "Beverly Edmier 1967' Keith Edmier, 1998
•song recommendation:
P.s: the whole album is a masterpiece ! Give it a try, thank me later.
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sansasurvived · 2 months
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The Dedication by Edmund Blair Leighton | Alicent Hightower & Ser Criston Cole in House of the Dragon
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ruinsofathen · 7 months
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On sickness and self-suffering
1. Guilty, Georges Bataille  2. The unabridged journals of Sylvia Plath  3. quote from an article about Munchausen Syndrome  4. Orson Scott Card  5. Supernatural S7E1 and Sharp Objects 6. Henry and June, Anaïs Nin  7. The Garden of Eden, Ernest Hemingway  8. Juansen Dizon  9. Heather Havrilesky  10. Ana Teresa Barboza  11. Electra, Sophocles  12. The Caged Owl, Gregory Orr  13. Wolf Hall by Hilary Mantel  14. Geloy Concepcion  15. The princess diarist, Carrie Fisher  16. Chelsea Hodson, from Tonight I'm Someone Else: Essays; The End of Longing  17. The Dream of a Ridiculous Man, Fyodor Dostoevsky 
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crimsonsclovers · 1 year
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my favourite covers from The New Yorker
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grazdan · 1 month
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the kiss - antonio ambrogio alciati // iwtv - s1e5
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