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One Nice Bug Per Day

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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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Acquired Stardust
YOU ARE THE REASON
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Not today Justin
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@learning-and-compassion
Romance died when we stopped calling our significant others things like "little bird" and writing long letters with wax seals to be delivered in secret
its him,,,its Jon Archivist
The Paper Kites | Bloom
The Owl in The Attic and Other Perplexities, James Thurber, 1931
drink water!!!! dance in your room!!!!!! eat a lot of veggies!!!!!! dance as you do chores!!!!!! eat some fruit!!!!!!!! let yourself feel sad!!!!! have that $5 hot drink sometimes!!!!! try to smile even when you’re alone and doing some work!!!! listen to music that makes you happy when you’re feeling down!!!!!! we’ve all gone through crap and life might have more in store for us but we got this!!!!!
“Jester you are J A C K E D”
Brooch (before 1916).
Catalog Photo
Cooper Hewitt, Smithsonian Design Museum.
Wikimedia.
I’ve been thinking about the way, when you walk down a crowded aisle, people pull in their legs to let you by. Or how strangers still say “bless you” when someone sneezes, a leftover from the Bubonic plague. “Don’t die,” we are saying. And sometimes, when you spill lemons from your grocery bag, someone else will help you pick them up. Mostly, we don’t want to harm each other. We want to be handed our cup of coffee hot, and to say thank you to to the person holding it. To smile at them and for them to smile back. For the waitress to call us honey when she sets down the bowl of clam chowder, and for the driver in the red pick-up to let us pass. We have so little of each other, now. So far from tribe and fire. Only these brief moments of exchange. What if they are the true dwelling of the holy, these fleeting temples we make together when we say, “Here, have my seat,” “Go ahead - you first,” “I like your hat.”
- Danusha Laméris, “Small Kindnesses"
doodled a lass!
(image description: a sketch of my oc Aja, a tall woman with patchwork skin and long hair. The sketch is entirely black and white except for the sweater she is wearing, which is red with no sleeves and a triangle cutout on the chest. end id)
💞💝💕💝💓💕💝💕💝💕
you’ll beat her one day jester!!! THE GRIND NEVER STOPS 💪😤
Snowing at sea
Why do I never think about the possibility of snow on the ocean??? Now I see why, because it’s too ethereal