“I’ll make a wish for you, and hope it will come true

That life would just be kind, to such a gentle mind

And if you lose your way, think back on yesterday

Remember me this way….”

Twinkly Light

Like said not my fav song, but the message people. Brutal. y es un temon igual no me hagan mucho caso 🕺

TFW when you realize that "Remember Me This Way" from the 1995 Casper movie soundtrack fits near perfectly with the series finale of The Ghost and Molly McGee.

Gotta love those late night deep thoughts.

Growing up I was told there is a family curse

The curse is that I would have two kids exactly like me

I thought I could dodge that by simply not giving birth but that clearly didn’t work

But I’m not sure why this is a curse, because hearing my kid sing while playing video games after school just like I used to… I feel more blessed then anything else

Words fail to describe how much I love my family

one important thing that Must be understood about interpersonal relationships is that you have to stop interacting with people who love you like they’re one slip-up away from leaving you. you have to trust that the ppl you love mean what they say. you have to believe that when they say “this hurt my feelings,” that they’re also saying, “can you please love me this other way next time?” and you have to wrap your head around the fact that even if you don’t understand Why someone loves you, you can accept that that they do. true, honest, & open love does not function like hp in a video game !!!!!!

was gonna wait 'til I'd done all the poms, but it's been a day, so have Vil with a Salazzle 🍎

I really shouldn't listen to Snapcube when I draw

"Запам'ятай мене таким" Сабін Даррант

Ліззі втратила чоловка в аварії. Зак був складною людиною, але вона по-своєму кохала його. Навіть зараз, рік потому, вона відчуває сліди його присутності в житті. А раптом, Зак не загинул рік тому, а повернувся тепер, аби їй помститись?

Це класичний трилер, головною темою якого є домашнє насильство. Психологічний аспект співзалежності та психологія нарциса описуються непогано, але сама книга досить нудна. Ще й переклад не дуже якісний.

Вставки з минулого, які в інших книгах навпаки не дають відкласти книгу, тут тільки знижують градус напруги. Щойно сюжет набуває динамічності, авторка додає якийсь банальний епізод, і книга знову навіює сон.

Оцінка 3/5

🐾"Завжди знаходяться пояснення. Спосіб пробачити. Як важко з цим жити. Почуваюся непевною, слабкою. Наче вирвали нитку з тканини мого минулого. Маленькі неправди...Часом я ловила його на них."

🐾"Ніяк не можу зрозуміти: він хоче мене кохати, чи вбити?"

#Запам'ятайменетаким #СабінДаррант #книга #книги #цитата #book #books #quote

going insane thinking about the harrow and palamedes friendship. harrow, who has never met another necromancer her age forming a bizarro 3D chess rivalry while pal worries about her safety at every possible turn. harrow, who is up to her eyebrows in paranoia and secrecy, trusting the sixth house with gideon unconscious and hurt, letting them into the ninth house quarters unsupervised. if “i cannot conceive of a universe without you in it” is goth for i love you, “death first to vultures and scavengers” has got to be goth for i love you (platonic). pal’s first reaction when harrow comes into his bubble in the river is to scoop her up in a hug, and at this point she doesn’t remember anything about him because cutting out all her memories of gideon is impossible without cutting out memories of the sixth, but she still makes him a skelehand to inhabit anyway. when harrow’s memories are finally whole, she tells dulcinea she couldn’t face pal knowing that his pen pal girlfriend died on her account, but the next time she “faces” him, palamades’s soul is in someone else’s body and harrow’s body is full of nona’s soul. he spends six months protecting and caring for harrow’s body (and nona obv), believing in the possibility of bringing her back to it the same way cam believed in him. “god, do you know i miss harrow terribly.” and by the time harrow comes back to her body at the very end of ntn, pal is gone forever, fully pauled. the last time harrow and palamades see each other as their complete selves is in canaan house, alive and unlyctored. two of the smartest and loneliest people in the solar system meet each other in the worst of circumstances and spend the rest of the story dancing around each other as fragments of themselves, trying to care about each other in the interim but never fully meeting like they did the first time. a friendship made almost entirely of missing the other person. “do you know i miss harrow terribly.” god. i need to lie down

drawings from paleo expedition to dagestan, done right on the trip. sometimes messy when it was cold and rainy, but i won't correct it. i think it's cool to leave it just the way it was done, and not retouch it after. there will be more drawings later, but those will be done from home

Saw a post about working class butches in physical labour jobs and wanted to make my own, so: I love you butches who do childcare or early education. I love you butch nurses. I love you butch house cleaners and janitorial staff. I love you service industry butches. I love you butches who do sex work. I love you working class butches who do “feminine” jobs you are cool as hell

something. about. the horror of being sent on an impossible (death) quest and obligations and hospitality politics. the trauma of not having a home, and then the trauma of being in a house that becomes actively hostile to you, one that would swallow you whole and spit out your bones if you step out of line. all of this is conditional, your existence continues to be something men want gone.

it's about going back as far as I can with the perseus narrative because there's always a version of a myth that exists behind the one that survives. the missing pieces are clearly defined, but the oldest recorded version of it isn't there! and there's probably something older before that!! but it's doomed to forever be an unfilled space, clearly defined by an outline of something that was there and continues to be there in it's absence.

and love. it's also about love. even when you had nothing, you had love.

on the opposite side of the spectrum, this is Not About Ovid Or Roman-Renaissance Reception, Depictions And Discourses On The Perseus Narrative.

edit: to add to the above, while it's not about Ovid, because I'm specifically trying to peel things back to the oldest version of this story, Ovid is fine. alterations on the Perseus myth that give more attention Medusa predate Ovid by several centuries. this comic is also not about those, either! there are many versions of this story from the ancient world. there is not one singular True or Better version, they're all saying something.

Perseus, Daniel Ogden

Anthology of Classical Myth: Primary Sources in Translation, edited & translated by Stephen M Trzaskoma, R. Scott Smith, Stephen Brunet

she would've told them unlike her canon! version who decided not to be an ally smh

Today I made my coworker laugh so hard she did a spit take. Things really do get better.

If i had a nickel for every time there was a sad bisexual lowkey (or highkey) explosive whiteboy human wizard etc etc

The similarities are v superficial but it's still funny to me xdd

drew these sillies ages ago and forgot to post them...