I want to write like you so bad my heart kind of hurts. I want to move mountains the way you do with your words.
don’t write like me. don’t write like anyone else. write like you.
write like the time you broke your tooth. like riding a bike without handlebars. like when the dog bit you even after you thought it liked you. like who buried the hamster. like having your hair pulled. like having to say sorry. like a mistake you never forgot and like compliments you never got. like your mother’s lipstick and your first car. like what was under the couch. like who lived in the closet.
i write a lot. it’s a lot of practice. i’ve written a lot of things i think are bad and that’s okay. five thousand poems later and some of it is going to be junk. but it’s mine. every word of it came from me trying to find out who i was going to write like. and it turns out the best way to write is to write like my dreams and nightmares and silly heartstrings.
you are already carrying everything you need to move mountains. you’ve got your own words, don’t you?
The indigenous Sámi people live in the arctic northern regions of Norway, Sweden, Finland, and the Russian Kola Peninsula. They have already seen the temperature rise 1.5 degrees Celsius due to global warming. If climate change is allowed to continue, it means the end of them.
Sámi singer Sara Marielle Gaup Beaska writes on her youtube page:
“Yoiking is the traditional chanting of the Sámi people. By the yoik you may picture feelings, persons, animals, landscapes, climate, and weathers, or what ever you want. The yoik can be a really strong power and if we multiply that power together, we can reach all the way into the hearts of the world leaders.
Because of the thousands of years of symbiosis with the Earth, we still speak “Earth”. We still are in dialogue with the Earth. Earth informs us how to live here. It gives everything we need to survive. According to our knowledge: if nature is not kept healthy, humans don’t survive.
We cannot keep waiting. We have [been] waiting for too long. The time for change is today and there is no change without protest – so resist, protect, react, mobilize, and challenge. How the world will be in the future is up to us, here and now. So listen to us, because we still speak Earth.”
I have this funny memory from when I was little and first immigrated to Australia from Serbia. I didn’t speak any English at the time, so I had to go to these special ESL English classes to catch up to all the people my age so I could communicate. Anyway, the Serbian word for “tomato” is “paradajz”, which when spoken sounds like the English word “paradise” with an accent.
In short, growing up, I believed that Australians were very, very passionate about their tomatoes. “I want to go to paradise” to me basically meant “I want to go to a farmer’s market”, and “This is paradise” made me think that the measured scale of greatness and enjoyment went from “one” to “tomato”, where tomato was the highest possible score. Learning English was stressful.
Ggggod I can’t believe these new clients want to pay me $30 per sprite, it’s literally blowing my mind??
Like these are still, singular, unanimated small little sprites.
And they actually liked my work enough to come back to me fndjsjssb.
I, really hope they stay around. And maybe give me a consistent job.
I realized the reason I can’t stand my dad locking up my cat for meowing when he’s trying to ‘talk important business’ is because I hate that he’s treating my cat the exact same way he treated me and my siblings growing up.
Like a nuisance. If he’s spending time with my mom he doesn’t want to be bothered (everyday, every single day this happens) and sends my cat to be locked up in my room. It wouldn’t be so bad if it were only for a few minutes but it’s for hours and I have to listen to her sad requests for freedom that I can’t grant.
So yeah, I figured out why it sparks my old anger, I don’t want my cat to go through the same things I did. I’m so angry and hurt and I can’t forgive him. Maybe one day when I’m far from home, I can learn to forget but when I’m reminded of it everyday I just can’t.
So I just realised that if you’re a danganronpa cosplayer and some asshole shits on you and your cosplay because you’re overweight or whatever,you can tell them to FUCK OFF BECAUSE YOU’RE COSPLAYING AS THE IMPOSTER IMPOSTERING AS THAT CHARACTER AND NOW I LOVE THE IMPOSTER EVEN MORE THAN I ALREADY DO.
BLESS YOU,KODAKA,FOR CREATING THE IMPOSTER. BLESS YOU.
Their first date to me will always be their not-a-date date from @coffee-flavored-fate‘s Educating America XD And honestly a fanart was long overdue. My apologies to Mr. Coffee if I got any details of the suits (Romano’s in particular) wrong ^-^;