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outstandingmenshair · 6 months
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Fella ploughs through his salt & pepper pomp. Fun times! 
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sadstoriesita · 11 months
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Sono morta dentro capito?
Il mio cuore non batte più.
L'ho sentito fermarsi.
Ha sofferto davvero troppo e crepa dopo crepa si è spento per sempre.
Non riesco più a sentire niente, non riesco più a provare emozioni.
L'unico modo per sentire qualcosa per me è prendere in mano la lametta e dipingere di rosso la mia tela.
Ecco, un frammento di luce tremolante, fuori esce dalle crepe, peccato che cessa dopo pochi secondi, fermandosi.
Voglio solo sedermi sul letto e stare lì a guardare il vuoto mentre mi faccio mangiare dai miei pensieri e dai miei ricordi.
Fino a quando non raggiungo la dissociazione e di nuovo per tornare in me e a sentire qualcosa ho bisogno di tingere la tela che è sempre a portata di mano.
Zack!
Sollievo, tornata la luce…
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lost-my-way-there · 2 years
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I wanna cut myself...
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leftsidelulu · 1 year
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A practice in perception through trial, and error; such is the performance.🪞✨
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inkskinned · 1 year
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something bad happened to you, and you died, and you came back wrong.
not wrong all the way. the little ways. you forget important dates, stopped going out with friends. it's harder to make you smile. you're apathetic towards things you used to love, afraid of places you used to go to cheer up. quieter. flinching. different.
you came back for love. you're still here for love. what pulled you back was a brightness so loud that even death couldn't outshout it. death heard the call and smiled at you and said okay. go home. somebody is waiting for you.
but you came back different. like lot's wife; you've turned into salt. you used to chirp through life in hops and skips; but now you lose skin just standing up. you have to move slower, skimming across this world without-touching-it. most things feel dull - until they're suddenly all-too-much. life, and being alive just rushes up and over you and you get hopelessly crushed.
you try to explain it to them: it is ugly, but this is what you are, now. the huge golden hoop of your halo now a little bronze ring. you are still watering your plants and wearing the same clothes. after all, you worked hard to come home. this life; so odd and off-color, now that you are wrong.
but they waited for you - it's just that they wanted the "you" that happened before this. the "you" that could sing in the show and hug people tight and look at a blade without breaking down to cry. the you with a smile in pictures. god, holyshit, it's like looking at a completely different person, isn't it. that other-you; the one they actually wanted.
you are the consolation prize. you are the body that forgot the ghost. you are the memory of the bad thing, and the death after; like you are wearing that memory as a banner. you are a fragment, an assembly. simulacrum. you don't make eye contact in mirrors, afraid the light will glance off and your true nature will flash back at you.
you hear them talk about it in their hushed, desperate whispers. sometimes they even admit it to your face; harsh and violent, acid thrown at christmas dinner. god, can you just fucking be normal again. you do not remember what normal is. you had to climb so far to get back here; you are far too exhausted. you want to open the glass door of your heart and show all the gears. can you help resolve whatever got messed up?
you try so, so hard. you came back for them. because you believed they would love you, even when you were so horribly broken. because you believed they would be patient. because you believed unconditional meant "without exception." you cannot do things the same way. you just get tired too quickly these days.
you want to put them on a couch and pour them the tea with hands that shake more than they remember. you want to line them up and draw them a map of where you have had to wander. you want to show every bruise in a backsplash; the little helpless ant of your soul carrying all that weight, over and over. you want to say: yes! it is different! but i did it for love!
you want to say: "i'm not the same, but i'm yours and i'm here. can that be enough?"
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guitarplayermrs · 2 years
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ministarfruit · 5 months
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ALRIGHT FEMSLASHFEBLINGS bet you thought you'd seen the last of me, well, not so fast! here's next year's prompt list... with a twist. we're going EVIL, baby 💜
if you're new here, I do this every year!! can be any form of media, the only rule is to make it femslash (term is loose, whatever sapphic/GL/yuri content you want, throw 'em in the ring) and you can do as much or as little as you please. no series restrictions but please tag warnings appropriately. thanks and mwah mwah!
see you in february!
(full prompt list in text under the cut)
femslashfeb2024 (evil edition):
if only
please be gentle
your life is mine
doomed by the narrative
hands for holding
it still bleeds
come back soon
living dead
in the shadows
love is devotion
alternate timeline
karma
goddess
before you go
haunting
hourglass
weapons
once upon a time
partners-in-crime
chose violence
fantasy
anything for you
copycat
plagued by the horrors
your voice
apocalypse
diamond
made you smile
and then I found you
(p.s. no it doesn't have to be evil. take the prompts however you wish!)
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strozzaprete · 6 months
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holding grudges against people who have done unforgivable things to you especially if they show 0 remorse is actually really healthy for you it helps your brain build pattern recognition and boundary-making skills and it's a show of self respect self preservation and self love
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slfcare · 9 months
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If you’re unhappy with who you are, view yourself as a foundation. You will expand, you will grow and you will reassess, while also realizing that who you are is necessary to who you’re becoming, and that there’s an inherent goodness inside of you already. It’s okay to start from where you are, with who you are.
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lazycranberrydoodles · 9 months
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i think the barbie movie would have a profound psychological impact on hua cheng
prev comic / next comic / follow for still more hualian barbie movie content because i am not done
bonus angsty version 🎉 i hate love expressions just a couple tiny lines on the mouth and eyebrows and it goes from silly to sad
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:(
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daily-odile · 3 months
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everything is the same except Odile is the one looping
oh. heheheheh. muahahahaha. hold on *digs through my pile of disorganized sketches*
Odile loops au; a sketch compilation!!
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Some old fic drabbles + associated sketches under cut (a6 secret spoilers):
hc: Since equipment carries over, as long as Odile uses her book in a fight, she can write down notes and have it carry over loops
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toxic doomed yuri (for a more fleshed out fic I highly recommend The Sweetest Thing by soreimoon, it's amazing)
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but also like. guys you don’t need to leave the minecraft youtube community bc one person is bad to clarify. like. shelby is a minecraft youtuber. a lot of her friends are minecraft youtubers. those friends are supportive and as far as we know all believe her. the vast majority of minecraft youtubers are like. fine. this shit is something that Happens because Abusers are Manipulative, going to another hobby will Not shield you from anything and you’re not immoral for liking something bad people also liked. which is. one of the biggest video games ever. like in this situation no one was knowingly harbouring an abuser and it seems everyone was supportive. this is just a case of some people being shit, not anything to do with mcyt. hell, the guy hasn’t been on minecraft in like a year lmao.
i fully understand why the content might be uncomfortable to you guys now but like, please don’t self flagellate and cut yourself off from an entire genre of media because of one guy again. i saw that happen after the dream stuff and a lot of people ended up losing important things because they made rash decisions and felt like they Had to leave. but please. take one deep fucking breath. this has happened before. this has happened so much before, and in ways far worse than this. because abusers, unfortunately, exist. you should not feel guilty for being manipulated by a manipulative abuser, don’t blame yourself. do what you have to, but please, please keep in mind that the majority of minecraft youtube is fine. it is fine to continue engaging with it. it’s fine to be manipulated by an abuser and it’s not your fault. please don’t make rash decisions and end up losing things you care deeply about and being unable to get them back. distance yourself all you want, but please be careful to not do so out of emotional self harm from the guilt. that’s something this fandom encourages far too much- even outside of this- and it’s unhealthy and anyone expecting it of you is cruel.
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lost-my-way-there · 2 years
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I saw a police woman today whose arm was scarred with dozens of white lines of self harm scars... It was so clear that they were done by razor blades, and they were so visible... I don't think she noticed, but I stared like a creep— and I was triggered af. Thinking that I wanted to hurt myself like that... and I wanted it to scar like that...
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itty-bitty-sunshine · 2 months
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Late night talk
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yamineftis-art · 11 months
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This is the way, brother.
I’m still kinda mad we didn’t get more Paz content before his demise, I so wish we could have seen more of his relationship with Din :’)
Anyway, this is just me coping lmao
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