More recent mis doodles.
I'm convinced mama dragons carry their babies around in their mouth for protection, like how crocodiles do...
—light snow, silence, the empty streets, the fog, thrilling cold-so much beauty. Like breathing pure oxygen.
Susan Sontag, As Consciousness is Harnessed to Flesh: Journals and Notebooks 1964-1980
@ryebreadgf/@delicatethunders/@ 1victiim23 on twitter/orson scott card/unknown/origin of the marble forest - gregory orr/i can’t unsee my childhood - nivya/unknown/@inanotherunivrse/seven - taylor swift
This won’t work for everyone but sometimes when you can’t bring yourself to shower you’ve gotta get yourself in the mindset that you’re trying to beat the shower speedrun world record. Water bare minimum temperature you can stand it, suds, hair, rinse, out in less than two minutes. Like you’re paying for water at a campground. Pull off the band aid approach. Use a stopwatch if that helps. Have a personal best shower time. Don’t slip.
the trees you grew up with have not forgotten you. their branches still whisper your name in the breeze and their roots remember the paths your feet once traced through their shade.
every night I think “wow this might be the night I go to bed early” and every time without fail I fuck it up
“what if kids identify with something and it ends up just being a phase-?” good. stop teaching and expecting kids (and adults honestly) to formulate permanent traits and ideas of themselves. everything in life is a phase. that doesn’t make it any less legitimate while you experience it. let people explore themselves and know it’s okay if what you think about yourself changes.