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The Trans Agenda is to Keep My F*cking Friends Alive — sol rios
published as part of the Citizen Trans* {Project} by New Words Press
[ID: The Trans Agenda Is To Keep My F*cking Friends Alive
sol rios
At 2pm and 2am. Sleep, I remember you. Please, wait for me. I send out 7 reminders to eat a day. Like little paper lifeboats. It’s nothing. And it keeps me afloat. I forget to eat too. I need company for my shot. .3ml of Estradiol over facetime. I tell my friend I’m being a baby about it, she says woman up. Daylight savings swallows up the hour in question. I was going to sit in the bathtub until you responded. And I need you to keep you alive for me. Just until Thursday. Just through to 6 am. I can send you 14 dollars for soup. I can lend you my ears. You’ll need both hands to hold a heart. Your razor clinking against the counter. In a dream I almost slip into, I reach through the phone and hide the blade in my open palm, before you notice. Text me, I say. In the morning. I love you. I need you alive. We can figure out the rest tomorrow. With or without sleep. With or without the light of the morning. /END ID]
'it's a fantasy, i've done nothing to deserve it. > 'and i have? we don't get things because we deserve them, we get things because we ask, so ask.' 'how do you know what to ask for?' > 'we only find out when we live through what we didn't ask for.'
'when you've been kicked to the ground as much as i have, you learn the enemy's trick is to remind you of your past, to keep you in your dull memories, darkened and made fanciful, the dead world of the mind, tempting you to forget that the trees, the rocks, the summer breeze breathe. your mistake is the believe him. but remind that miserable mutt of his future and watch him flee.'
the first jasmines - saima begum
'they'll learn one way or another,' lucky sniffed. 'in this life or the next.' jamila frowned. 'some people never learn such a thing. they'll barter with god claiming he made them that way.' 'like the bastard banana seller from the market,' rabia muttered, thinking of the village she had left behind. 'he wouldn't take a rupee off, no matter how much a child cried or a beggar begged.' 'their minds are murky,' lucky pondered. 'like the water when you first wash rice, so cloudy you can't know what's underneath or how many times it needs washing. but they can learn to be better.' 'they won't learn because they think they already know,' jamila said. 'and when they grow tired of themselves, they burn the past so no one can hold it against them with anything but their memories.' impatience sprouted from her chest in hard, fast words. 'don't mistake traitors for fools, it'll only call your grave forward.' 'no one needs to learn not to push a child into a lake and hold their head under it,' rabia agreed. 'only the child needs to learn not to trust every man or woman who smiles at them.' jamila closed her eyes, deliberating, before she said, 'every child must one day set fire to the belief that every aged face is a friend, and that is the day their childhood ends.'
the first jasmines - saima begum
"family and friends had lamented her dark complexion her whole life, and even here, a woman's worst crime was to be ugly. but today, the reminder that she was no great beauty comforted her. there was nothing to be mistaken. no invitation. no sultry smiles. no longing looks. when the time came, no one could say she had invited the ocean to drown her."
the first jasmines - saima begum
self-compassion: an antidote to shame mb
"why do i have to deny myself something i want right now to prepare for a future that may or may not come?"
kim jiyoung, born 1982 - cho nam-joo
"i am sorry. regret consumes me, and i now regard my life for what it was." "you will go now, creator. fade away. it will all be but a brief moment. my birth, my grief. your loss. i will not be punished, nor absolved. what hope i had, what rage... it is all nothing. the tide that brought me here now comes to take you away, leaving me stranded." "forgive me, my son. and if you have it in your heart, forgive yourself into existence. if death is not to be, then consider this, my son, while you are alive, what recourse do you have but to live? live.
dialogue between victor frankenstein and his creature - frankenstein (2025)
"i will make you bleed. i will make you humble. you may be my creator, but from this day forward, i will be your master."
the creature - frankenstein (2025)
What will happen by Leila Chatti
"if you are not to award me love, then i will indulge in rage. and mine is infinite."
the creature - frankenstein (2025)
"the miracle is not that i should speak, but that you would ever listen!"
the creature - frankenstein (2025)
"i need you to know that what i feel for you is real. because i think you feel the same. i have lost a lot of things and i don't want to lose this, too. "
the starless sea - erin morgenstern