Yeah
Something I think about a lot is how as a kid, I picked a bunch of wildflowers for my mom.
I didn’t know what they were, just that they were tall and dainty, and pretty, not to mention they were everywhere.
I knew when I was little that something was very wrong between her and my dad, but seeing me come in, with random bits of dirt on my face (and somehow in my ears too) and all over my hands seemed to make her light up for a moment. She’d even scold me a little when I would bring in a bushel so thick our usual vases and glasses wouldn’t fit them. Even in spite of me picking the yard of our house clean of flowers, those dainty purple stalks would pop back up within weeks like I hadn’t just overharvested what me and my parents thought at the time were random lawn weeds.
Now that I’m older and a bit wiser (and don’t cause a wake of biological destruction in my path), and I know what was actually happening in that house, I think it’s funny. Especially since I’m really fond of flowers and floriography.
I was giving her blue toadflax. That especially looking back on it now is painfully ironic. It’s not a typical bouquet flower, but it does have a meaning.
It’s been a long while since I found the site that listed one of its meanings, but it symbolizes protection, and was said to ward off curses and hexes, or even land stewardship. Others said it symbolized joy and vitality. Emphasis on the protective aspect, and it being a stubborn, determined pioneer plant- you can probably argue resilience too.
I was giving her a fucking protection charm and neither her nor I even knew it. Not until I was like fifteen and saw the flowers again and was like “hmm I wonder what these mean, I used to give them to my mom all the time.”
Damn it if the universe ain’t a petty poetic bitch then what is it even?
Do you ever wonder if Phoenix annoys the piss out of Apollo in an attempt to push him away at first because he doesn’t want to put him in a position where if he dies suddenly, Apollo will long for his mentor’s guidance like he did with Mia but can’t get it because he doesn’t have Maya or Pearl as council like Phoenix did, and then suddenly he has his badge back and is like “well shit I can’t just switch up now” and just continues to be an ass to Apollo because he’s like ‘well I made this bed, time to lay in it’?
Sorry I just woke up yall but my brain never be sleepin
I felt that queen
worst part about getting angry is how much it makes you want to be mean
I feel like this is important to pass around so that we can kick up a stink about it, so yeah. Sorry for all my Ace Attorney peeps, but we also know a conflict of interests when we see one (amirite)
Phoenix wright being phoenix wright yknow.
"he would not fucking say that" but about injuries. he would not fucking recover that quickly. those scars would not fucking heal like that. he would not be fucking able bodied after that. he would not be fully lucid after that.
Like an old flowering willow tree. Full of wisdom and raw strength, and complimented with delicate whimsy the smooth flow of a mountain creek. Like the blooming orchids that cling tightly with their grasping roots to their lives.
Soft, resilient, and stubborn like the pillow moss that muffles footfalls in the forest. Tender and sweet like new spring blooms, and unknowable as the wind that rips through valleys.
explain your gender in 10 words or less without using boring words like “male”, “female”, “nonbinary”, “masculine”, “feminine” or “androgynous”.
go!
I have a really really old one that I’m gonna add because it’s also beautiful and y’all deserve to see every beautiful sunset that life has to offer. (Sorry not sorry I’m a hell of a sappy little dryad creature, deal with it.)
Here ya go. I was little so I had to ask my mom to take the photo for me cause I didn’t own a phone at the time. (I was like maybe 9 at the time.)
okay i need everyone to see the fucking sunset i just took two pictures of
Hnnnnnnnnnmmmmm nnnnnnnnnnngggh
I wanna read a book under those. I wanna sketch under those trees in bloom. So fucking bad.
longmei龙梅 blossoms in drizzle, 普安禅寺pu'an chansi, yongjia, wenzhou, zhejiang province in china (cr 沈愈之)
WHY IS THE THIRD ONE ME BUT FOR FLOWERS AND PLANTS
I DIDN’T ASK TO BE CALLED OUT ON A WEDNESDAY
I still can’t believe I saw someone try and put fucking pine down for a bald cypress though, I wanted to throw hands. NOT EVEN IN THE SAME GENUS BRO.
I’m feral because I can’t achieve my dreams in love and I’m ok with that because it’s my fault. I’m an introvert to the max babes
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