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I haven't bought anything from her in years and I'm STILL wishing she'd bring back Basil's Brew! That tea was given to us at a VIP event and it is the reason I now love tea.

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I still have both these teas haha. I wonder if they’re still good after 12-13 years. I wasn’t much of a tea drinker back when I was a teen and a fan, but I love tea now.

#emilie autumn #tea

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all these late nights

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exitmybody

instead of a brain there is a mini haunted house in my head

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guys… I don’t know if you know this but… if you wake up early… there’s so many more hours in the day

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2020.02.22

intensional

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I go through this exact monologue at least every 48 hours.

Help.

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ok but can you imagine a worse, more terrifying fate than medusa’s one? just imagine. first of all you’re raped in your goddess’ temple. which, apart from the obvious trauma, means you can’t keep doing what you devoted your entire life to. your goddess gifts you with the ability to turn those you look at into stone and your hair into snakes so that you can defend yourself and be a threat rather than a victim to men. and then?????? a fucking MAN decides hes gonna hunt you down and slaughter you for…. sport like just because he can?????? and not only does he kill you but he keeps your head as a weapon???????? effectively using you and your body for his own purpose exactly like your rapist??????????????? like??? and this man is considered a hero while you’ll be remembered as a monstruous, dangerous entity???????????????????? medusa deserved better smh

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wow the medusa avenging squad rly is there!!! make some noise ladies

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bear and bird are friends

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sometimes this’ll get a burst of notes and that is strange. it’s nice, too, but it’s strange. i wrote and drew this at three am on a school night, right on the precipice of leaving high school, fearing change and fearing growth, because they were not things that had ever been kind to me. i decided, instead of panicking, i’ll draw a bear. and then, instead of trying to make the bear look perfect, i’ll draw a bird.

and it’s three am on a school night, yeah, so i’m looking out my window at the sky, and i’m thinking, i am so used to not wanting to be alive. but i did want to be alive, right then, and so i thought, why is that? when and how did i get to that point?

so i wrote it down, and i posted it, because my therapist told me that i should share more of my work, even if i think its points are hackneyed and its details are messy. and then, people liked it. which is so fucking weird. and kind. and good. and fucking weird.

basically: thank you for liking this. i’ve grown and i am growing, and i am not so scared anymore. i want to draw more birds and bears, someday. i hope you’ll like them, too.