all i wanna do is eat nectarines and think about aurora borealis st. elmo’s fire gigantic jets ball lightning green flash earthquake lights and will-o-the-wisps
hi I'm from your pseudo-medieval fantasy city. yeah. you forgot to put farms around us. we have very impressive walls and stuff but everyone here is starving. the hero showed up here as part of his quest and we killed and ate him
a little bloody mary comic idea I had last halloween
[image ID: a four page digital comic.
panel 1: a thin woman with long dark hair and light skin is seen from behind sitting in front of a vanity mirror in a room full of mirrors. text placed on the back of her head reads, "lots of people know my name."
panel 2: a group of school girls gather around a mirror in a dark school bathroom lit with candles as one of them writes "bloody mary" on the mirror. text on one of the girls' backs reads, "I get calls all the time."
panel 3: the girls run out of the bathroom screaming. text: "but no one is ever happy to see me."
panel 4: a curvy person with light skin and a partially shaved head half-laid out on the floor of a bedroom looks startled as bloody mary emerges from a full-length mirror in front of them. text: "when they don't run away[...]"
panel 5: the person is shown from behind as they hold up a polaroid to bloody mary. text: "they ask me, hunched and trembling, to perform curses and hexes for them."
panel 6: bloody mary shown halfway through a mirror. text: "I never quite know how to respond."
panel 7: bloody mary has her head down on her vanity desk. text: "no one ever calls just to see me."
panel 8: a darker-skinned hand with long black nails writes bloody mary's name on a mirror with red lipstick in a candlelit room. text: "no one[...]"
panel 9: bloody mary emerges from the mirror in front of a darker-skinned woman with two buns and red lipstick, who is smiling. no text.
panel 10: bloody mary is shown up close as the woman tucks mary's hair behind he ear, showing more of her ghostly face, and a bright red lipstick kiss mark on her cheek. text: "except her."
panel 11: bloody mary sits in her mirror room admiring the kiss mark on her cheek with a hand mirror. no text. end ID.]
You look nice,” her smile is both to reassure herself and say to me, “I mean it.” We have been talking for weeks now and a compliment at the top of things is an unconscious whisper, “I am worried.” I can feel the creak of my bones when I walk, the fat clinging on as muscles dissolve - the trip to the toilet leaves me lightheaded. The camera captures the hollows of my eyes, the slow process of taunting my skin over the bones. The hair is oily and standing of its own accord, like fireworks that are frozen. I think it shows how hollow I feel. “How are you feeling? How is the new medication doing?” “A little better - I made it out of bed today.”
The Ukrainian Wreath
I’ll get right to it.
The last few weeks have been heartbreaking, and there are no words to fully describe the devastation the Ukrainian people have suffered.
While living so far away can create a feeling of helplessness I wanted to try and do something to help. That is why I’ll be selling this print on my Etsy shop with all profits going towards the Hospitallers.
A group of volunteer paramedics working in Ukraine to help those inflicted.
Stand with Ukraine. 🇺🇦 Stop The War.
Wishing you all a safe, and love filled week. ❤️
https://www.etsy.com/listing/1182646662/fine-art-print-the-ukrainian-wreath
polish government has opened a website for ukrainians seeking safety and trying to cross the ukrainian-polish border:
ua.gov.pl
as of 13:10 polish time, it has been said as many people as possible will be let through the borders. they are also supposed to let through children who do not have passports, as to not divide families.
The good news: Soulmates are real.
The bad news: Reincarnation is also real, and the vast majority of souls on Earth are not presently incarnated as humans. If you are a living human, statistically your soulmate is currently some sort of beetle, or possibly a small salt-water crustacean.
This When my mind won't let me exist - When I am just alive in the most technical sense. Breathing Blinking Trapped in a cage I can't escape
do you ever think about this quote by mary lambert because i think about it all the time
Amelia from the year 1991 (33). A person working to find their self love again.
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