sometimes i say things and forget about them but find them in the wild and im like "that was actually perfect"
I'm going to keep a thread of these
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sometimes i say things and forget about them but find them in the wild and im like "that was actually perfect"
I'm going to keep a thread of these
When you step into sunlight, you honor Apollo. When you admire the moon, you honor Artemis. When you admire cloud shapes, you honor Hera. When you smell petrichor, you honor Zeus. When you laugh at a joke, you honor Hermes. When your body twitches to dance at a particularly upbeat music, you honor Dinoysus. When you enjoy the first bite of your breakfast, you honor Demeter. When you choose your peace over any conflict, you honor Athena. When you warm yourself up by sheltering yourself in blanket, you honor Hestia. When you listen to Ocean sounds, you honor Poseidon. When you smell flowers, you honor Persephone. When you admire the coolness of first day of Autumn, you honor Hades. When you wear your favourite jewellery, you honor Hephaestus. When you smile, you honor Aphrodite. When you exercise, you honor Ares. When you light a torch in a dark room, you honor Hekate.
Your body is a shrine to Gods, your being an act of devotion for them. You, by yourself, are enough for them.
No more apologizing for being horny on main. No more horny jail. We’re horny prison abolitionists. No gods, no masters! Wait. Okay maybe a few masters. Alright but no bars will hold us! No whips and chains will — fuck, hang on, let me start again.
oh my god
Does anyone older than me want to have kind of a weird problematic thing going on
for the love of god
“I have so much to say to you that l am afraid I shall tell you nothing.”
Fyodor Dostoevsky
— Clementine Von Radics, from In A Dream You Saw A Way To Survive; "The Fear" (via lunamonchtuna)
ok its time to smoke a joint
You may not be perfect, but at least you are not fake ...
Cringe
*sniffs you*
fuck you’re smell
98% of my life is ????? with a little ¿¿¿¿¿