These Sounded Poetic Together :)

Why do we not discuss clouds more?

I mean look at that. That’s water.

Flying water.

FLYING

FUCKING

WATER

LIKE WHAT THE FUCK, WHY DO WE EVER STOP TALKING ABOUT THIS

WHAT IS THIS

HOW IS THIS EVEN

AND NOW THE FLYING WATER IS EATING A MOUNTAIN

GOD DAMN, WHAT

i think it’s pretty miserable that it’s 2021, and jo’s line “i just think women, they have minds and souls as well as just hearts, they’ve got ambition and talent as well as just beauty and i’m so sick of people saying love is all a woman is fit for, but i’m so lonely” still resonates with women everywhere; that women still feel the need to prove that they are more than just pretty dresses, that they’re smart and thoughtful and witty and talented, and are afraid to want love because it’s seen as a weakness.

sometimes a family can be a young woman cursed to look like an old hag, a melodramatic literally heartless wizard under a spell, a fire demon, a little boy, a sentient scarecrow with a turnip for a head, a formerly formidable and terrifying witch, and a dog.

George: Ursula, wanna dance?

Ursula: Oh, no. Thanks. I'd be too embarrassed.

George: What mean "embarrassed"?

Ursula: That's when you feel stupid in front of other people. You know, like they're judging you. You've never felt that?

George: No. There are no other people.

Ursula: Good point.

George: George not feel stupid.Sometimes George smash into tree, and sometime--Sometimes George fall out of tree house, but not feel stupid. Something good always happen after. George just lucky, I guess. No people here to look stupid for. Just George.

I just want to mind my business and speak 6 languages

my singing voice is good for showers and mornings in the kitchen and drunken nights and lullabies for babies who need sleep and im okay with this

by 00f100

my only two moods

“So we stood hand-in-hand, like two children, and there was peace in our hearts for all the dark things that surrounded us.”

— Sir Arthur Conan Doyle

a graph based on my observations