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Laura Bellefontaine
@laurabell
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My Public Journal.
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2018-05-09 21:26
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ocd
5y
The chaos that pours out of my heart.
The creative process feels as if one is being led rather than leading. For so long I have believed this process to be so mystical that it had to be mental. And for that reason — I resisted the calling
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mentalhealthawareness
5y
To anyone who hates Mother’s Day.
i do not wish for my name to be placed under the list of surviving relatives in my mother’s obituary i am not her daughter i am the person she chose not to become so when we look at each other from across
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ocd
5y
Crazy woman, I love you.
Question: So, what’s your type? Answer: I like crazy womxn psychopaths that like to play mind games as if it’s monopoly “it’s not personal It’s business.” i love a woman who likes to fight for the story
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ocd
5y
Old pictures.
Personal Essay “a haunting of self” Q: What is it like to truly be yourself? A: It’s as if one part died so the other part could live. to be born again; implies something bloody and new It’s been one year
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ocd
5y
Melting for you.
Original Poem Original Art Melt. MELT blue popsicle dripping red high heels racing orange peels pulling back black mascara running white marigolds blooming pink backpacks buckling yellow station wagons
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ocd
5y
You are not a human being.
when THEY say — “wake-up. this is not a dream. YOU are not a human being.” when THEY ask YOU — (if you believe...) When THEY tell YOU — “when will YOU realise WE are but machines.” will you be insane like
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ocd
5y
Mothering eyes.
Original Poem MOTHERING EYES that long gaze penetrating straight into our souls fantasies that divide my knees in two a touch that seemed nice enough my fingers found friends while hanging around her hands
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naturalmedicine
5y
If my body is a temple...
Erasing the stain purity culture left behind is helping mental health. Choosing to be human and love the functions of our body — is natural medicine. I hope my sex poetry helps those the church hurt too.
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ocd
5y
When you see a woman on the street.
Original Poem Crowd Pleaser Suddenly, she appeared before me. a heart welling an internal harth heat. a red balloon exploding on eye contact. love and lust begin with the same letter. the silhouette of
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ocd
5y
Gold Rush.
Original Poem GOLD RUSH mammillary tissue worth its weight in gold. a kodak, with a face attached. heart throbs and palpitations in all the right places. nothing sang quiet like their lips. whispers ran
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ocd
5y
Turning spines into snakes.
To the person who called rough love, tough love. As if this delicate four lettered word Was leathery jerky; dry. Confusing a fuck For something else Entirely. Two hands, layered; overtop that thyroid —
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ocd
5y
No Bad Kids.
Dear Diary, I’ve been reading this book — or, rather just am beginning too. There is a lot of sorrow that comes with pulling a parent off the pedestal. This longing, stabbing loss occurs when an adult
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ocd
5y
I went viral on tiktok.
I went viral on tiktok this past weekend. I actually enjoy making one minute videos for things I am attempting to deconstruct. I have one for my own personal rants — like on here, but much shorter. No
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ocd
5y
Sex is as sinful as sneezing.
Coming out of religion has been tragic, and not for the faint of heart. Purity culture wrapped its tentacles around me, placed them up inside of me; tied a noose around my neck — and hung me. This feline
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onchainart
5y
I Tell People “Hive is the new Reddit”.
I tell my friends, “hive is just like Reddit except karma is real.” The evolution of paper money to digital transactions to block chain technology is coming. Bitcoin ATMs are being installed at the local
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life
5y
Jesus Christ Died.
He died and not for anyone’s sins. Public service announcement: ((Belief in any organized religion perverts ones internal identity. When one represses the dark qualities aka sex and aggression, it festers
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freewrite
5y
College dropout.
I’ve been free writing for a little over three years now. And I talked a lot about chiropractic college as I began my journey into what I believed would end in me calling myself a doctor one day. That
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alienarthive
5y
The black lung.
The letter is what I free-wrote while/after completing this art project I have called, “the black lung.” This is in dedication to everyone who ever told me, “you know that will kill you” when they saw
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onchainart
5y
Art wasn’t personal.
This is an original abstract made with oil pastels. (I am changing it up a bit right now but this is the background of what is to come! Stay tuned.) My rambl3 po3try answers the question: “That’s what
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naturalmedicine
5y
Finding Joy after Depression
These are some of my rambling on what it’s like to complete an art piece that the artist is proud of. Thank you so much for reading this series on the progression of this project — it is now completed!
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