I Respect Poetry So Much Because It Does What I Cannot Do - Say So Much With So Little.

the clear mental image i have of me and my friends in our catholic school rolling up our skirts and putting on mascara right under a virgin mary statue is so picturesque it’s almost cliche. but religious schools are just like that

love seeing the beginnings of perseus "pay your fucking child support" jackson's crusade against the gods' parental negligence problem in ep 1 & 2 of the pjo show. the absolute KING of "my daddy gave me issues so HE'S about to HAVE issues"

the love when you say you are full but your mom serves a little bit more food on your plate, the love when you compliment a classmate that you don't interact with much and their eyes light up, the love when someone has drawn you or written you some poems but are too shy to show them to you, the love when you wake up too early and everything's quite and only the birds have begun to sing, the love when a loved one hugs you and doesn't let go, the love when someone says that they're proud of you, the love when you accidentally brush the arm of that special someone and both of you blush, the love when you give a stranger a smile on the bus, on the train, on the subway, and they smile back, the love when you remember a cherished but long forgotten memory, the love when someone buys you a leather-back copy to write in because they remembered you are a poet, the love when you feed a street dog once and then they wag their tail every time they see you, the love when you give some food or money to a homeless person and their eyes say nothing but gratitude. that kind of love? the world really depends on it.

slytherin culture is staying up in ur room with the window open under neath ur comforters, listening to Achilles Come Down at full volume and speed running all ur math assignments u labeled as too unimportant to do.

I’ve been patiently waiting for a nice second-hand wood dresser to appear on fb marketplace or at Goodwill for months. Finally, I grabbed this one yesterday for $50.

My inspiration for this project are some dressers I saw at Anthropology that have gorgeous carved details. But I want my dresser to cost $200 or less rather than $2,000.

Of course I can’t add actual hand-carved wood, but I’ve got clay and some silicon molds + epoxy and a potential overconfidence in my DIY abilities.

First up, I removed the existing hardware and sanded this pretty lady down. She is now looking MUCH better without all those terrible stains (and the drawer pulls weren’t doing it for her, tbh).

Up next, I’ll give her a paint wash or three and start trying my hand at faking some carvings!

hot maggi during a thunderstorm >>>>>>

your life is not meaningless, you just haven't seen the sea in a while

cutting your hair extremely short is a very fine line between cool and bald potato

the lines “this has always been a family story” and “this is the kind of family they are” are SICKENING in the context of a series that starts with “the campers here, they're mostly good people. after all, we're extended family, right? we take care of each other” and ends with “family, luke. you promised”

Every single odd number has an “e” in it.