Rest In Peace, You Brilliant Little Monkey

I want to live in there!

Ma Quan

has anyone ever had the problem where you literally never want to do anything that you cannot reap benefits from immediately

like maybe I’m hungry but everything I have in the house at the moment would take 10+ minutes to prepare so I just……put off making the food for WAY longer than it would have taken to prepare the food when I first got hungry

Or i want to order some necessary thing online but the website says it will take a week to get here and i’m like “oh well fuck that” so I put off ordering it for like a week

Or if im like “I should clean my room because I like when it’s clean” but I know it’ll take me a couple hours so I don’t do it for like six months

It’s like there are only two times for me: right this instant and The Entire Rest Of The Future.

ironic response: klonopin and seroquel

sincere: the sun and the moon

name two things better than self isolation and the refusal to face reality

This seems to me like a perfect illustration for the poem Lorelei by Sylvia Plath. The Lorelei is a rock on the bank of the Rhine river that causes and amplifies a luring murmuring sound that so distracts sailors that they crash and sink to their death. In Plath’s poem, the Lorelei are feminine river-spirits that sing like Sirens, luring people to drown themselves. 

Your Friendly Neighbourhood Witch illo made exclusively for @witchwaymagazine July issue

[Image description: A woman with red hair standing on the green grass of her back yard next to a small black and grey tabby cat. Both the woman and the cat are inside a small fenced in area about 5 square feet in area.The black thin wire fence is about four feet high. The cat is sitting on a white towel. In the background you can see the larger wooden fence for the whole back yard, and the trunk of a large maple tree. There are a few houses visible behind the fence]

 This is a picture of freedom within limits: an autistic red-haired person (me) with my blind cat inside a playpen fence made I think for dogs. This was Nancy’s first time touching the face of Mother Earth! She (mother earth) was touched in a heartfelt manner.  It took us a long time to figure out a plan how Nancy (the cat) could enjoy being out of doors safely, and without her companion (me) freaking out. The mission was successful. It took her about ten minutes to venture off the towel onto the grass. Then she walked around the limits of our cage in order to arrive at an accurate assessment of our situation. 

“be softer with you. you are a breathing thing. a memory to someone. a home to a life.”

— Nayyirah Waheed (via wordsnquotes)

“Arrival at Kepler 452b” by Dusty Crosley.

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