Doomsday is close at hand….

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if i look back, i am lost
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@crow-the-collector
Doomsday is close at hand….
I see life’s spirit in the birds, soaring and singing without a care,
in the fish darting between the blades of river grass,
and in the turtles cautiously watching me from atop a branch,
half submerged in water.
It is in the wind, whistling through the leaves,
and the water itself, flowing endlessly to its destination.
And it is in us. Living and breathing and loving.
Silently holding each other, forever afraid to say how we really feel.
Life and love and pain and growth,
flowing through us as the river flows through the earth,
forever changing us and connecting us.
To each other and to the earth and to the gods,
and we cannot resist it because this is what it means to be human.
It can never be over because nothing truly ends
and we cannot let go of the invisible force
that pulls us to each other
again and again and again and again.
Even if we were doomed from the start,
we will follow the path so many other people have walked before.
Because we are human and we are spirit,
and even the gods have walked this road,
paving it for us and for everyone who will come after.
TMA bookmarks!!!
Kinger, my beloved
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A lil sketch of myself
The Forest at Night by Jessica Woulfe
Figure drawing is my opp
But I’m getting better at it, I think
So afraid of commitment that you can’t even commit to not committing…. Because that makes sense
urgent help needed for homeless black lesbian
can anyone help me get to my job interview this afternoon? i’m trying to secure a job asap and find housing by april, i’m currently living in a women’s shelter bc my only options are the streets or to go back to a violent abusive environment. so i could use any help. if anyone can spare anything, even just a few $$ i would be grateful. i also have a wish list for some basic essentials that i need, bc i currently don’t have anything. whatever you can help is appreciated and thank you
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i’m waiting to get setup with the benefits agency but i won’t get that appointment until maybe next week and rn i only have about $2 in my account. please reblog this and if you can spare anything at all i would be forever grateful
It's so nice being on tumblr because you don't even have to make your own post but people would still follow you anyways if you're good at rebloging posts they like
Male writers writing female characters:
“Cassandra woke up to the rays of the sun streaming through the slats on her blinds, cascading over her naked chest. She stretched, her breasts lifting with her arms as she greeted the sun. She rolled out of bed and put on a shirt, her nipples prominently showing through the thin fabric. She breasted boobily to the stairs, and titted downwards.”
‘ She breasted boobily to the stairs, and titted downwards’ is the greatest fucking sentence I have ever read.
THE ORIGINAL??
(smh) Never thought I’d see it in the wild. Yet here it is. :)
always gotta reblog the ‘breasted boobily’ post
@nuggsmum it got better
making a collection
Wait I have more
Do we think this is good enough for my portfolio?
I caught a dab! Not bad!
New batch of ACNH stickers!
The sky darkens as clouds gather
The smell of rain and musk and drying flowers
Water softly pelting the windows
A soft breeze drifting through the open one
A cat watching me from the other side of the fence
Blue fairy lights, flickering in a bottle
The gentle piano in my ears
A book and a cup of tea
Summer afternoons
And a break from the unrest
Official ominous sign (apparently translates to "Sorry", in a sincere way)
pathetic wet beast on the brink of tears
OH MY GOSH LOOK AT THEM
I make good art when I’m sad but I’m too sad to make good art