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zeldathemes
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I'm not shallow, I'm just 2D.

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zegalba:

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Hajime Sorayama x H.R. Giger (2021)

xvisualtreasure09x:

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unflinches:

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Julia de Ruvo

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shiroitsubasa:

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しろいつばさ (Shiroi Tsubasa / White Wings)

main blog: vk.com/shiroitsubasa

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artist : link here

dailyflicks:

Sean Young as Rachael
BLADE RUNNER (1982) dir. Ridley Scott

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Daniel Arsham + Hajime Sorayama

@danielarsham

@hajimesorayamaofficial

@2G_TOKYO

anyway love is terrifying. so scary. admitting you love someone is opening yourself up to being hurt in ways you cant have imagined before.

I’ve felt wrong as who i am for so long.

there’s a weight you feel in a woman’s body.
there’s pressure, and it only builds as you get older.
i struggle with it constantly, especially when i’m feeling off. I get so overwhelmed. Light turns into strobing static, sound doesn’t make sense.
i want to escape, i want to experience lightness. i’ve never been great at being a woman. i want to be a man, even just for a moment.
not to say men don’t feel pressure as well, but the pressure that time places on women is unique.
everywhere i look i am reminded of all the ways i have failed. ads for engagement rings and baby clothes. i feel small inside my body. i am 3 inches tall. constantly being asked why i’m still where i am. why i haven’t achieved the things my peers have. why aren’t you stable? why don’t you have roots? why don’t you have a family? the worrying worries me.
i’m a romantic.
i’ve realized that what i thought was love for so long was not. it was needing, clinging, clawing for scraps of affection. from people who did not give it freely. maybe i was too willing to give to make up for the shortcomings. i think i’m old enough that i don’t want that anymore. i don’t want to feel anything less than wanted.
i want to marry someone who sees through me like glass. i want to feel safe with them, even though i am fragile on occasion. i want to know they will take care of me. i want to get what i give, and give what i get.

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if i told you i didn’t love you would that still be a lie?
well, i don’t fancy myself much of a liar these days.

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