flashbacks
trigger warning
my mother has a photograph
she likes to show me when she’s upset
she says
you used to be such a nice boy
i just
don’t know what happened to you
now i admit
i barely recognize the child
three years old on halloween
smiling without someone
having to remind me to do it
but the picture has a habit
of giving me flashbacks
snap
suddenly i am 7 again
and a pair of broken glasses
at the bus stop in your culdesac
it’s one of my oldest lessons
cause mama knows best
she’s teaching me
to turn the other cheek
kill em with kindness son
snap
i’m thirteen and we
are in your bedroom
you are telling me that i should
think about it this
as though we were scientists
It’s cool
it’s cool we’re just experimenting
everyone your age experiments
how will you ever know if you don’t?
snap
i’m twenty eight
and someone on the internet
is telling me that the word rape
could never belong to me
she says
“Don’t you know how triggering it is for women?”
and the only thing i can think about
is if my story deserves to breathe
if it doesn’t sound like hers
if my trauma has to wear a dress
before you believe it
snap
every single day i am seventeen
and on your doorstep again
sorry that it took me so long
to grow into these fists
that the hate grew like a pearl inside me
around a single impurity
until i could no longer bear it
the largest kitchen knife our house
in my hands
the look on my face
as i realize the home you lived
in is now
empty
how i buried it in the front yard
with my bare hands
and sometimes
i think about visiting the spot
with a wreath
or white cross
the way people do along highways
where people have died
she still asks me
what happened to her sweet boy
but never where the kitchen knife went
now i choke
when i hear things like
“you look like you turned out
just fine to me”
every time someone tells me
to man up
i watch my childhood
drive away in the white van of his bedroom
when the only person
i was brave enough to tell said
“why didn’t you just try to avoid it?”
i said nothing
it felt like someone died
and i helped hide the body
i wish i had said
maybe oklahoma city
should have tried
to avoid timothy mcveigh
wish i would have said
the twin towers should’ve tried
to avoid new york in september
cause i’m tired of feeling like
im the skeleton in someone else’s closet
tired of feeling like there’s a ghost in my house when i’m home
wondering if any of the bridges i’ve stood on
will out last the memory
of what you did to me
wondering if there is a word
for drowning
without dying at the end
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It's World Eating Disorders Day!
{tw: weight, food, ED, body}
Please remember:
-to tag content w/ body, food, and EDs
-to recognize that there are more EDs than anorexia and bulimia
-anorexia is not a body type
-eating disorders don’t discriminate: your race, gender, and body type don’t make your ED any less valid
-you can’t “look anorexic"
-your weight doesn’t have to be in the double digits to validate your ED
-eating disorders are mental illnesses
-eating disorders aren’t just “a phase”
-no one chooses to have an eating disorder
-eating disorders aren’t always linked someone wanting to be thin, the root often goes much deeper than that
-no, just because you saw them eat does not invalidate their very real ED
It is NOT okay:
-to tell someone with an ED to “just eat”
-to force someone w/ an ED to eat
-to make someone’s ED about you
-to shame someone for coping with their ED the way they want
-to attempt to relate to someone w/ an ED when you don’t have one
-to force someone w/ an ED to vividly describe their ED to you. WebMD is free.
-to tell someone they don’t “look like they have an ED”
-to tell someone w/ an ED that they’re selfish and ungrateful because “there are children starving”
Please don’t speak for us or over us. Our eating disorder doesn’t define us. We deserve respect.
To all my babes that deal with an ED, you are still important and you still matter. Even if you are far from recovery, you can get there. You WILL get there, one day at a time.
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room walls
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jane birkin and serge gainsbourg.
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Inspired by graffiti artist Chris Shim (Royal Dog)
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inspired by @1041uuu
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Illustrations for an art assignment at school
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illustration for the song ‘2 meisjes op het strand’ by Raymond Van Het Groenewoud
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the lovers collection is now available in my shop!
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100816 - girls girls (and plants) 02
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Being a mentally ill high school student is so rough. I wish it was more socially acceptable to talk about. Like, I have such a strong drive to succeed. But my illnesses inhibit me from being able to actually succeed. My motivation is fucked. I would love to do my APUSH and APELC homework right now. It’s due tomorrow. I will feel terrible if I show up to class without it - even if I have a legitimate excuse. But I physically can not move. I want to cry but nothing ever comes out of my eyes anymore. I feel guilty and like a total slacker if I ask someone for notes to copy. Homework is a key part of my APUSH class. I’ve been on top of it so far, but tonight is really difficult. I’m not sure what’s changed, but I can’t help but be disappointed in myself. I know, in the back of my mind, that this isn’t my fault. But god does it feel like it is.
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When you get this, respond with 5 things that make you happy, then send to the last 10 people in your notifications on anon ♡
the inevitability of deathsleepingbeing 5000 miles away from my f*th*rnot being in a manipulative relationshiplosing weight
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scooby-doo was a good show which taught children that the real monsters are land speculators and real estate developers
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