i used to be soo much more nervous about writing bios and backstories but now im just like
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i used to be soo much more nervous about writing bios and backstories but now im just like
bear and bird are friends
sometimes thisāll get a burst of notes and that is strange. itās nice, too, but itās 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, iāll draw a bear. and then, instead of trying to make the bear look perfect, iāll draw a bird.
and itās three am on a school night, yeah, so iām looking out my window at the sky, and iām 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. iāve grown and i am growing, and i am not so scared anymore. i want to draw more birds and bears, someday. i hope youāll like them, too.
This is literally the sweetest thing Iāve ever seen
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ššSharks are nice!š
Since its summertime and people are gonna be hitting the beach to swim and/or surf, i decided to make this informative shark post. In the media sharks are portrayed as mean bloodthirsty and vicious creatures. Such as in movies like āThe Shallowsā and āJawsā. But are sharks really that vicious? The answer is no. No they are not. Sharks are really nice and sweet creatures. I am a surfer and have been bitten a couple of times by sharks but i still know the truth⦠sharks arenāt evil creatures. You may be thinking ābut youāve been bitten by one! How can they not be evil!?ā Well the answer to that my bro is simple, its all a misunderstanding. You see, sharks dont have great eyesight. They are blind as fuck. So they rely on other senses to find food. They see the silhouette of us surfers on our boards and they see it from a below angle and they think we kind look like seals, their favourite meal (as seen in the pics above). So they take just a nibble to see what the fuck we are. Once they realize we aint a seal, they go away. Why? Sharks HATE the taste of human meat. We disgusting af to them. Thats why the majority of shark attacks are just sharks bitting once and then leaving. They just wanted to know what the fuck we are bro. Its a case of mistaken identity. A misunderstanding. Have there been shark attacks where the shark bites more than once? Yeah. But thats rare and it only happens if the shark is either (1) feeling threatened or provoked. Or (2) very hungry. Like, i mean STARVING.
Sharks just wanna eat but they dont wanna eat us. Its just a simple misunderstanding. As you can see in the photos above, people can swim with sharks and nothing happens. Its totally fine my dudes. So there you have it, sharks are homies, not hostile.
Sources: Jaws- https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jaws_(film)
The Shallows- https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Shallows_(film)
http://adventure.howstuffworks.com/shark-attack.htm
MORE INFO: The likelihood of being attacked by a shark is thought to be 1 in 11.5 million, and only 4 or 5 people in the entire world die each year from shark attacks.[1]. If youāre still nervous about meeting one of these ocean predators, check out these guidelines to help you further minimize the chances of an encounter- http://m.wikihow.com/Avoid-Sharks-While-Surfing
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a whole mood
you and the gang just finished watching the newest summer fling movie at the local drive-in cinemas and now youāve rocked up to your signature booth for grease-soaked fries and creamy milkshakes to enjoy whilst you tap your feet along to the new elvis songĀ
itās currently three am and the only thoughts running through your adrenaline-crazed mind are various conspiracy theories, ghost stories, and the extensive plan youāve drawn up involving your best friend, a bottle of cheap alcohol, and the haunted house up maple driveĀ
all i want is for someone to gently spin me around a cottage kitchen on a lazy summers morning whilst bread bakes gently in the background is that too much to ask for
oh to be a careless kid once again, to stay up past your bedtime playing animal crossing on the ds and spending each day in the backyard making potions with your imaginary friend, not a thought on your mind that doesnāt relate to cartoons or afternoon crafts
hey, bro? are we vibing? are we connecting on the spiritual plane, bro? your aura is striking. can i kiss you deeply, dude?
iām trying a new thing called activities
āactivitiesā is where you do different things like play an instrument or plant a garden
tell me more
iāve said too much already
ā Ixion Chained in Tartarus by Alexandre Denis Abel de Pujol (1824)
The hero shows up at the villainās doorstep one night. Theyāre shivering, bleeding, scared. Thereās also a slightly dazed look in their eyesā they were drugged. They look like they were assaulted. Looking up at the villain, swaying slightly as theyāre close to passing out, they mumble āā¦didnāt know where else to goā¦ā then collapse into the villainās arms.
Me, telling my characters that I love them despite destroying their lives for entertainment value:
My Characters:
āyour belly the sun, sun in the water, sun-water in the earthen jar, sunflower seed I planted in my chestā¦.ā
ā Octavio Paz, fromĀ āA Tale of Two Gardensā, A Tale of Two Gardens (via soracities)
A cleric who is the Team Mom and only heals by kissing you on the forehead and buffs you by licking her thumb and rubbing away some schmutz on your face
someoneās likeĀ āyou know thatās not actually required for your jobā and sheās likeĀ āshhhhh my beautiful child, my healing my rules, I made you a potion, itās chicken noodle manaāĀ
Their holy sigil is a macaroni necklace you made in second grade. You didnāt know them in second grade. Youāre not sure how they got that macaroni necklace. You ask them about it, and they just slip you a twenty and tell you to get whatever you want at the food court.Ā āWhat is a food court?ā you cry, but it doesnāt matter because they summoned a heroās feast and everything tastes wonderful, and at some point you crawl into their lap to cry about something you thought you were adult enough to handle.Ā
āThis is you handling it,ā they say.Ā āYouāre never too big to ask your mom for help.ā
āYouāre literally not my mother,ā you sob.
āBut metaphorically,ā they say, and youāre like truuuuuuuuuu and sob a little more before they tuck you into a bedroll because youāve got a big day tomorrow stopping an assassination at a royal palace
Plot Twist, the Cleric is a 7'2" Orc bursting with muscle, with a missing eye and a necklace made of bones. The remaining eye is the most beautiful shade of amber, though and the Orcās hair smells of lavender. When they hug you itās like being hugged by Terry Crews.
i love the āim a little shitā heroes who act like they dont have a care in the world when faced with evil but for once i want a hero whos just, fucking tired. and doesnt hide it, ever, from anyone.
*cuts the line at applebees, visibly bleeding through their shirt, some lady gives them a disapproving look* āwhat? i fucking saved the world three times now i can be a bit of a meanie sometimesā
ā(at bad guy) just shut the fuck up, already? ive heard this same story about seven times before you even got inspired by some 4chan post to be like this just, do something so i can legally beat you into fucking pulp, jesusā
ātheyre building me a statue? sure. how nice. can they maybe invest some of that spare money into better cheaper education and psychologists so i dont have to fight the monsters this shit system keeps producing? call me when they do that, then *hangs up*ā
āthis is where you will meet your end, [heroes name]!ā - the hero, monotonously: āive been let down so many times please dont give me false hopeā
series: *male and female character make eye contact and smile*
me: oh no. oh god no please
the only reason iād become an actor is to be cast in a period drama and wear one of those magnificent dresses of velvet, silk, and lace that push my boobs up to my chin and swish when i walk, only to have it ripped off by some dashing yet sensitive aristocrat in a spiral staircase while my husband gets hairier and uglier a few rooms away.
do you ever get overwhelmed by the amount of history in the world that you donāt know
All day and night. But not as overwhelmed as i am by the present i donāt know. All the lives humming around me. It haunts my soul.
Thereās a word for that. Itās called sonder and it means the realization that each person around you, tangential to you, has a life as deep and full and varied as your own.