been thinking about reincarnation a lot lately. well i have been for years but especially these past few days. in an irl context continuing my recent trend of posting about this stuff, bc i do believe in reincarnation very fully. but just thinking about it. i love love. love that persists for so long. i have a lot of experiences with reincarnation. meeting people, trying to meet people, trying very hard sometimes. succeeding more easily sometimes than others. various people. a lot of people view reincarnation as this distant wonder, but i dont. its just love, love that persists, love that returns to you time and time again. to know someone like the back of your hand still and have it just on the tip of your tongue unable to fully recall. but the love remains. its natural and attainable and varies from person to person but it isn't some distant wonder or unattainable dream. 'i love you so much i want to see you again, i will see you again' is such a natural and easy thing to create sometimes. its as natural as breathing. love persists. it doesnt have to be hard. it doesnt have to be out of reach. something as simple as finding a pet you once knew, in this life or another, a friend, a lover. why make it hard? i so wholly believe that love is everywhere and in all of us. in my mind to believe in reincarnation yet keep it at a tentative distance is such a disheartening thing to do. and ive done it. but love is natural. 'i love you and i will find you again, i love you so much that i want to see you again, and share a life with you again'. it isnt hard. it shouldnt be. i love you so much it fills me with joy to see you again. i love you
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I don't say this enough but every day that goes by is a day I'm overwhelmed with love for this fandom. Everyone here is incredibly genuine and patient and kindhearted, never before has a fandom felt more like family. You're all exceptionally talented to boot (yes, ALL OF YOU) and every contribution you've made to this community matters to me more than words can express. Truly, you've made this a warm, welcoming, and unforgettable place to be, and I know I'm not alone in feeling grateful for this big ol' home everyone's worked to build 💕
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Well, well, look who's inside again,
Went out to look for a reason to hide again,
Well, well, buddy you found it,
Now come out with your hands up
We've got you surrounded
-"Look Who's Inside Again" and "Goodbye" by Bo Burnham
I watched Bo Burnham's Inside special last friday and I-
I'm feeling a certain way tonight bois
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I bought the 25th anniversary of poto for my birthday and watched it again today and wow 😭 I think it really is my favorite thing ever (sorry Cats the musical you may have been moved down to second favorite 😬)
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Here to support you. It’s understandable for you to be angry unfortunately. But you’ve got a handle on it I believe
someone I until a few minutes ago followed put a post on my dash and I went to OP's blog and they were like "I don't talk a lot about trans issues" and I was like "your post about it was really bad so maybe you should talk about it less" followed seconds later by instant regret and an apology for being too mean because telling trans people to not talk about transphobia is if nothing else a bad look
I've said this before but Fantasy High Junior Year was incredibly timed for me personally for being themed around rage (or at least attempting to be), because the discourse about it on Reddit prompted me to delete my account and come back to Tumblr where I've had to examine my anger issues a lot deeper than ever before
Kipperlilly Copperkettle may not be a kin but she turned out in a late-season twist to be more deeply relatable than I ever could have imagined and that was when my interest in her went from spiting the people that irrationally hated her to Queen of Velvet Blorbos
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[Transcript:
Title: This is a Story About Mothers
& throat linings torn out with the knife of a spade
you spit out blood & you
swallow it all down. everything left unsaid.
this is a story about mothers
but forget the daughters & / everything
is about daughters.
i love you, i do everything
for you / fuck you
damn you to hell & damn me.
reach into the mirror & pull
your mother out, won’t you be a dear.
let you kiss my pride,
teeth snagging on the scab.
oh daughter, you can drive away but
i’ll always be with you /
& the snake eats its tail.
forget the daughters,
this is a story about mothers.
End transcript.]
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I think humans were really only supposed to craft shit, hold eachother, and share things with the people they loved. I use my hands to make art for them. I use them to make food for them. Anytime I use my hands it’s to make something I can / want to share with my friends and family. My hand fits perfectly into my parents and friends’. Holding someone leaves practically no space between us. My body is like a puzzle piece that can fit with the people I love most. My life feels completed with good people, food, and gifts.
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if i'm honest, i'm having a bout of " am i being annoying? " so i might just see myself out till tomorrow. i hate to do that bc i really wanna get my drafts queued, but i also don't think it's good for me to force myself to do something if i'm feeling off. maybe i'll surprise myself and come back and write? but i'm not gonna stress about it too much -- or at least try not to :' )
please take care of yourselves and remember it's alright to take a break when you need one <3 in general ofc, but especially on this silly lil website bc this is a hobby -- not a job!!
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