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Do not let your fire go out, spark by irreplaceable spark in the hopeless swaps of the not quite, the not yet, and the not at all. Do not let the hero in your soul perish in lonely frustration for the life you deserved and have never been able to reach. The world you desire can be won. It exists. It is real. It is possible. It is yours. x o x

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Giambattista Valli Spring 2024

Babygirl I know fandom history that you wouldn’t even care about

i know fandom history that even I don’t care about

well, i know about lump fish

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Good to see we’re all on the same page

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solid perfume necklace in the shape of a mussel from estée lauder, 1974

it's not that I need a quiet day or a day off exactly; it's that I need a pocket of time that exists entirely outside of linear time as we know it that would allow me to get things done without time passing in the real world, and frankly, I don't think that's too much to ask.

This is the greatest thing

Hovering dad epidemic

How is it is supposed to work: your emotions are a response to your situation and surroundings. It is OK to feel the emotion. Now take that emotion and use your logical brain to decide which parts of the emotion fit the facts of the situation and which do not and why, and how you're going to respond to said emotions (which is what tweet said, and what therapists say)

How people seem to interpret it: any emotional reaction is perfectly fine and I am not responsible for what I do out of emotion.

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The "How it is supposed to work" part is really great, took me long enough and a therapist to figure that.

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this is so fucking funny. im going to say "here come the locusts" everytime something goes wrong now

btw with art when people say ‘youve got to do it scared’ 'youve got to draw bad’ 'youre not gonna know how to do it until you do it’ it sounds like bullshit but its true. 90% of art is just getting over the fear that it’s not going to be good enough to deserve to be made in the first place. but you’re here. you’re alive and, with no need to justify that, you’re going to make art. it’s just part of being alive. you’ll spend so long worrying you aren’t doing it good enough that you’ll look back and realized you didn’t live a single day of it.