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Hello! My name's Tori and this is my blog, it's full of art mostly, paintings, sculptures, fashion or photography with the occasional feminist/musical/random shit post thrown in. Enjoy!
alexthebeck:

"X marks the spot" 20x24, acrylic on canvas

alexthebeck:

"X marks the spot"
20x24, acrylic on canvas

posted 2 hours ago with 1,533 notes
alexthebeck:

"Portrait of Dmitri Nowakowski"24x18 in, oil on panel

alexthebeck:

"Portrait of Dmitri Nowakowski"
24x18 in, oil on panel

posted 6 hours ago with 569 notes
vasilyt:

Hiroshi Hirakawa
It was Day&Art&Hiroshi Hirakawa on my blog
Look my blog
Vasily

vasilyt:

Hiroshi Hirakawa

It was Day&Art&Hiroshi Hirakawa on my blog

Look my blog

Vasily

posted 9 hours ago with 8 notes
fatj2112:

Seth Alverson

fatj2112:

Seth Alverson

posted 16 hours ago with 245 notes
exercicedestyle:

Kirstin Owen crochet dress

exercicedestyle:

Kirstin Owen crochet dress

posted 19 hours ago with 14 notes
lonequixote:

Kiss ~ Jack Vettriano

lonequixote:

Kiss ~ Jack Vettriano

posted 19 hours ago with 149 notes

maurozag:

Lou Ros:

MDR (2011)

NM (2012)

TM2 (2011)

posted 20 hours ago with 3 notes

darksilenceinsuburbia:

Carlo Marchiori

posted 20 hours ago with 517 notes
mini-q:

éternelle idole 3

mini-q:

éternelle idole 3

posted 20 hours ago with 5,892 notes
Depression is humiliating. It turns intelligent, kind people into zombies who can’t wash a dish or change their socks. It affects the ability to think clearly, to feel anything, to ascribe value to your children, your lifelong passions, your relative good fortune. It scoops out your normal healthy ability to cope with bad days and bad news, and replaces it with an unrecognizable sludge that finds no pleasure, no delight, no point in anything outside of bed. You alienate your friends because you can’t comport yourself socially, you risk your job because you can’t concentrate, you live in moderate squalor because you have no energy to stand up, let alone take out the garbage. You become pathetic and you know it. And you have no capacity to stop the downward plunge. You have no perspective, no emotional reserves, no faith that it will get better. So you feel guilty and ashamed of your inability to deal with life like a regular human, which exacerbates the depression and the isolation.
Depression is humiliating.
If you’ve never been depressed, thank your lucky stars and back off the folks who take a pill so they can make eye contact with the grocery store cashier. No one on earth would choose the nightmare of depression over an averagely turbulent normal life.
It’s not an incapacity to cope with day to day living in the modern world. It’s an incapacity to function. At all. If you and your loved ones have been spared, every blessing to you. If depression has taken root in you or your loved ones, every blessing to you, too.
Depression is humiliating.
No one chooses it. No one deserves it. It runs in families, it ruins families. You cannot imagine what it takes to feign normalcy, to show up to work, to make a dentist appointment, to pay bills, to walk your dog, to return library books on time, to keep enough toilet paper on hand, when you are exerting most of your capacity on trying not to kill yourself. Depression is real. Just because you’ve never had it doesn’t make it imaginary. Compassion is also real. And a depressed person may cling desperately to it until they are out of the woods and they may remember your compassion for the rest of their lives as a force greater than their depression. Have a heart. Judge not lest ye be judged.

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Pearl (via psych-facts)

This is seriously the most accurate description of depression. Wow.

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posted 21 hours ago with 78,519 notes