Me On My Way Home From The Store With Fall Decorations In The Middle Of August:

hoping this coffee fixes my headache and my writing block

Another language I wish I knew, Latin, to inspire.

my favorite mushroom finds of 2020

"You must have chaos within you to give birth to a dancing star."

-Friedrich Nietzsche

some people were asking for actual advice and i can never pass up an opportunity to procrastinate so here’s just a couple of things i always need to remind myself of…now back to my paper :(

We are but wayward leaves, scattered to the air by an indifferent wind.

Over the Garden Wall (2014) 🍁🍂🎃🍂🍁

My relationship with time is complicated. I either feel like four hours is two minutes or I feel like five minutes is twelve hours. Months don't make sense because some of them feel like they take four months and others don't feel like months at all. I could've sworn I was 16 eight years ago and I feel like I've been alive at least 74 years and this month doesn't feel like January because I'm still in the same mental state as I was in November.

once again why did we let masquerade balls and handwritten letters and heart lockets and daggers strapped to thighs go out of fashion

Mushy and fluttery friends