☘︎ I prefer to be called Mold, please do not call me pet names or nicknames without asking me.
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𓋼𖤣𖥧𓋼𓍊 Userboxes made by me, feel free to use them as well (..◜ᴗ◝..)
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DNI if you are: anti-LGBTQ+, transphobic, terf, homophobic, biphobic, ace-exclusionist, racist, misogynistic, ableist, pedo/MAP, bigot, fascist, hateful towards minorities or whatever other hateful slob exists on the internet
I will not respond to hateful and mean-spirited messages and will block people who go out of their way to be unkind to me or my friends.
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Fandoms I am part of or know something about:
𖥸 NBC's Hannibal
𖥸 iZombie
𖥸 CookieRun Kingdom
𖥸 Pokemon
𖥸 Others.. (I don't remember right now)
Hobbies and interests:
๋࣭ ⭑⚝ Witchcraft/witchblr
๋࣭ ⭑⚝ Cross-stitching
๋࣭ ⭑⚝ Pokemon card collection
๋࣭ ⭑⚝ Gardening
๋࣭ ⭑⚝ Journaling
๋࣭ ⭑⚝ Poetry
๋࣭ ⭑⚝ Video games
๋࣭ ⭑⚝ Minecraft
๋࣭ ⭑⚝ Arts and Crafts
๋࣭ ⭑⚝ Analog horror
𓋼𖤣𖥧𓋼𓍊 Please be nice to me, I struggle making friends and interacting with people.
𓋼𖤣𖥧𓋼𓍊 I may disappear for longer periods of time.
𓋼𖤣𖥧𓋼𓍊 Thank you for reading my bio, have a lovely day
Pokud č.1 udělala jsem si ležení v rohu gauče s poličkou a polštářky a naplánovala si fajn odpoledne a druhý den tam nalezli mravenci a všechno jsem musela vystěhovat. Čate proč mě příroda nesnáší???
……..sometimes you just gotta….open the windows in your house…….let some fresh air in…..change your bedsheets….make sure your surroundings are clean and tidy…..
Sometimes I feel like a blanket that's been folded the wrong way. You know. When you want to fold it and make it neat, but at one point you make a wrong fold. Maybe one side is too short and one too long, maybe a corner is sticking out. But you're too lazy, or too in a hurry to fix it, maybe you just want to fold it to be done. So you fold it again, and again, this time correctly, in order to hide the one bad fold. You hide it, eventually, and set it on your bed or couch and it looks fine on the outside and you can go about your day. But inside is that one incorrect fold, and you know it's there, resting beneath the outside layers. It doesn't bother you as long as it's not on the outside, but it's there.
I feel like I've been folding and folding my blankets but all the edges are uneven, no matter what I do. I tried folding them precisely and I tried not caring about the edges being uneven. But still people can see my blankets are messed up on my bed, they can tell when they come in. And if I fold one correctly and forget about the hidden wrong fold, it's still there. Bothering me endlessly until I try again to make it neat. And it never works. I've been folding for as long as I can remember and all my blankets are on the floor, getting dirty.
Touching grass is not enough I want to suffocate with leaves. I need to be buried under forest soil and become one with the mycelium web. I need to inhale pond water and gulp it until I have algae in my blood. I need birds to nest in my skull, I need to lay in grass and mummify while my brain replays nostalgic childhood memories of every summer I spent at my grandparents house up North. Climbing hay bales and catching grass hoppers. I want raspberry bushes to grow out of my wrists like the ones I sneaked from their neighbors fence. And if the air filled with my mother's cooking and the ground held me gently I think that would all be fine and I would be finally happy.
I'm gonna draw, I'm gonna sing, I'm gonna make flower wreaths, I will do my school work, I will research this, Let's bake a cake, I should exercise, I will start this game, I will visit this place, I will lose weight, I will organize my bedroom, I will clean, I want to go for a walk, I'll take a nap, I'll order a camera, take hundreds of pictures, I'll pick flowers I'll I'll will will will will.