Sketch. :3
haha i like you. I’ll be growing on you like moss now if that’s alright
*plants mint directly in your dash* heehee :3
I have seen a new Hazard Sign. It’s… very specific:
[enhance!]
a warning against a bird party?
Worm time!
*approaching the four horsemen of the apocalypse* are you looking for a fifth
i wish i was one of those girls from classical mythology……. i could just turn into a cypress tree or a crystalline lake and be done with it
One of the few good things of reddit that is criminally underappreciated is Wandering Stoner Posts. Written by someone who has never been to this community before, doesn't quite grasp what exactly is going on around here, and felt compelled to make a post to inform everyone about it. They do this because they are also really, really high.
I honestly judge the community of every subreddit by how they respond to these posts. The truly friendly communities will be friendly, and the ones responding with hostility are hostile as a whole. The quality of your character is reflected in the way you respond to the confused weed pilgrim.
Reading those posts going "hey I just found this sub and I'm sorry but I'm super high, I don't get what you're doing but you guys seem cool" feels like having a bumblebee fly up to you, and inspect you for a minute to make sure that you are not a flower. It's ok, you god's gentle little creature, I understand that you mean well and that your brain is not very fast.
I wanna do all the mundane stuff with you. I want to go grocery shopping with you, secretly putting your favourite snacks in our shopping venture. I want to walk through a park, holding your hand, doing that little thumb rub thing and shout 'Wow, look, a dog!' to every dog we see like it's the first time seeing a dog. I want to buy the best smelling bathbomb I can find and take a bath with you. You could lay in my arms and I would gently massage your sculp. Your head laying right on my heart. I would feel your bodyweight on me and your soft skin on mine. In the background your favourite music is playing quietly. My skin is craving your skin. How could I not run my fingers up and down your body? After the bath I want to wrap you in a cozy bathrobe so you don't freeze. I'd cook your favourite meal for you while you rest. Every now and then I grab your hand and pull you closer. I hold you in my arms, we sway to the sound of the music. It would calm me down. Would that calm you, too?