Little Girl Lost

Fast talker, animal lover, avid quoter, human jukebox.

[sugarmint-dreams]

2022 art summary! some of my personal favorites :)

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prints of most of these are available on my shop!

[egberts]

[nathsketch]

A new piece I’ve been working on these past few days!

Not a mug this time, but you’ll be seeing them pretty soon! Can’t wait for you to tell me what you think!

Happy weekend! 🍃🌳⚔️💚

[inkskinned]

I have been thinking about the ways the heart has muscle memory; how we love in grooves. How it can be so easy to slip back into bad habits because the body remembers the mistake as passion. How good it feels to talk to you, even though it's only through zoom. How easy some friends are to just pick back up with, like we were never apart, like we were born for it. How I have been loved on memory alone, how I have been loved like a favorite meal, how I have been loved like a mess.

How love can become taken for granted; how we can become so familiar with someone that we assume everything is functioning; how scared we are when we need to learn to move on. When the heart has loved someone, it is hard to learn to be alone again - it has to love around the spaces it got used to having filled. Retrains all the fine motor skills.

My mom says sometimes people just... Outgrow each other. This is a type of muscle memory, too. You can love and care for someone and they still won't be right for you. You wake up one day and your heart is ready to lift something else. Or you wake up and I'm not the same person and you don't have the energy to learn to love me again. It happens.

She warned me once that I am overly fond of keeping people just because I like the comfort of love. That I'll let someone hurt me over and over because it's easier to slide back than it is to move on. I tell her - if my heart is a muscle, I have trained it to be strong. I will keep loving people even when they are wrong. I will keep loving people loudly and I will keep messing up and I will have a heart that can lift them all.

She says - you still carry all that weight, though. What would happen if you could love without it? What form would your heart take? What if she was free? When you let her move unburdened, what else could you love? Who would you be?

[1000drawings]

by  mochipanko

[salomi]

Busts in the Alte Nationalgalerie / Berlin.

By Christian Daniel Rauch, 1777-1859.

[labyrinthing-deactivated2017011]

[the-moonlight-witch]

[funfettiaesthetic]

[killedbythecat]

the turtleducks deserved more airtime

[everythingfox]

Deer and cherry blossoms in Nara park, Japan

(via)

[1000drawings]

by Ana Victoria

[todayscoobydoomeets]

[sodomymcscurvylegs]

[adrenaline]

That ‘70s Show (TV Series 1998–2006)

[tastefullyoffensive]

[kaible-deactivated20181205]

This is one of my favorite posts because that cat’s fucking name is fucking meatloaf

Let us just appreciate that this person’s dad didn’t know when they would be home and so he couldn’t plan for them to be able to join the family for dinner, but he knew with no doubts that dear sweet Meatloaf staying in that exact position for hours was an absolute in this scenario. Truly, that cat was named well.

[pizzacatsandboobs]

one of my favorite posts on tumblr over the course of 5 fucking years.. clearly i need a life

[disgustinganimals]

Meatloaf is a reliable cat and did not steal the money for selfish reasons. A rare friend.

[ghiblicentral]

Howl’s moving castle | ハウルの動く城 (2004), dir. Hayao Miyazaki