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I literally cannot overstate how important creative hobbies are when dealing with mental illness. If you can’t draw, there are coloring books. If you can’t write a novel, you can write in short journaling bursts. If you can’t sing in the shower, you can listen to music. Sometimes with mental illness it feels like we have this dark presence inside of us that is bumping around in our brain and organs, causing problems. It helps immensely to let it out.

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A bird explaining to a hedgehog crossing so it doesn’t die.

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!!! ok but that’s legitimately what it’s doing!! That’s a corvid right there (looks like a hooded crow, to be precise), which means it’s intelligent enough to recognize, a) cars are dangerous and streets should be treated with a certain degree of caution, b) this car’s slowing down for them–cars do that sometimes–which means they’re not in imminent danger, so it doesn’t have to fly away just yet, c) that hedgehog’s still gonna get killed if it doesn’t MOVE, FAST (cars can change speed very quickly and the hedgehog’s still in the way), and almost certainly also d) if the bird does nothing it gets a free lunch.

Y’all, Y’ALL. This bird is consciously deciding to put itself in danger in order to save the life of a very stupid creature. A creature which, if the bird did nothing, could be free food.

i can’t - look if you follow me you know I have a thing for corvids, but this is - like!!! People are always saying “ah yes they have sub-human intelligence and don’t consider anything that isn’t immediately necessary for their own survival/pleasure,” but! Whether or not it can do philosophy, this crow is clearly demonstrating compassion. Even if it’s just the kind of compassion a toddler shows to a snail, a social creature that instinctively recognizes the potential for emotion in other beings, that’s still huge and cool and important and corvids!!! are! neat!!!

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Also, by the car stopping for them, that hedgehog has two other species actively working to help it stay alive for no gain of their own.

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Reminds me of that professor who said the beginning of civilization was when someone took care of another. The broken thigh bone thing.

“Helping someone else through difficulty is where civilization starts. We are at our best when we serve others.” - Margaret Mead

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Always a reblog ❤️⭐️

dear ...,

i haven't had proper sleep since thursday because i know you'll show up in my dreams and i don't think i can handle that. i'm sad that you left me but i'm madder at you for not even wanting to work on us anymore. all i ever wanted from you was a little attention but i guess that was too much to ask from a man with your kind of dreams.

honestly speaking though, i never meant or even thought of making you pick between me and your dreams, or to hold you back from pursuing them. just know that i only meant to be your rock and support you. but i guess you're right, the right-person-wrong-time thing works here.

i'll miss you a lot. i'll miss a lot of the things you do. i'll miss the things we used to do together. it just sucks that we had to end before we could go back to doing those things again; i barely remember what they felt like. i know you'd hoped that i look back at our relationship fondly, and i'll try my best at that. but truthfully, remembering the ugly things will just make it easier for me to accept the fact that you're not with me anymore.

the last thing i want to say is thank you for loving me. and thank you for caring for me even when it was hard at the end. just remember that as much as you loved me, i've always loved you more.

your baby,

mia

p/s: i hope you enjoy your birthday present

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Autumn Grasses in Moonlight - Shibata Zeshin 1872

Japanese 1807-1891

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Watercolors by Eduard Pechuël-Loesche from Studies on Twilight Phenomena (1875-1884)

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https://www.instagram.com/p/B_9yxC7jHVb

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via @still.life

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unclefather

I’m about to make this house a little less full

moonandwomb

Ca. late 17th - early 18th century gold posy ring.

Inscribed interior reads: TREW LOVE IS MY DESYRE.

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spring, 1931

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Top: The moon seen through a telescope ca. 1920-ca. 1925

Bottom: Lunar view 1900-1930

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I notice everything. I choose to let you know which things I noticed.

you know when you look at a single word for a while, it suddenly seems like it doesnt make sense? for me, i always look at the word 'because' for way too long and for some reason it just looks weird. just look at the word: 'be' + 'cause'??? each of the letters have a specific way of pronunciation but why does the combination of the letters make up a different pronunciation? and it makes up a word that actually means something?? and that whole thought just wrinkles my brain for a good minute. and then i read the letters as a whole again and im like "oh..." its a word with actual meaning that i can understand. this word makes perfect sense.

i dont know why sometimes i just forget that im beautiful. in those times, i look at myself in the mirror and i just think "oh my god, i am so fucking ugly." and i overanalyse every single aspect of my face as individual counterparts. i look at my eyes and how the little eyelid space i have doesnt allow me to draw a perfect winged liner on them. i look at my nose which is supposed to act as the tip of my face but for some reason is rounded and lacks any bridge that gives a nose definition. i look at my lips and see the uneven and asymmetrical mess it is; why are my upper lips bigger than my lower lip??? i look at my cheeks and hate the way they point outwards, making my face look bigger than it actually is.

and then on other days i realise im so stupid to be thinking im ugly. but you know, its just so hard to remember that i need to stop looking at my features as separate entities. theyre all a part of a bigger picture: me. i also realise that sounds corny as hell but this is truly the key to seeing yourself as beatiful (besides to stop comparing yourself to other people). know that the different features of your face makes up one cohesive person. so what if my eyes are small and my nose is flat and my lips are crooked? nothing on my face looks like it out of place or doesnt belong there. theyve all coordinated together to make me. and the combination is beautiful. my face makes perfect sense.

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