Nature Held Me Close And Seemed To Find No Fault With Me. (Stone Butch Blues, Leslie Feinberg)

no one gets me like tumblr

do you ever wonder if anyone reads your blog like everyday just to check on you 

iris wildros, 2023

i love you visible brushstrokes. i love you glue warped scrapbook pages. i love you awkward poems. i love you junk journal with faded receipts. i love you poorly composed journal layout. I love you unintentionally blurry photographs. i love you asymmetrical beading. i love you curling freeform crochet. i love you fingerprints on pottery. i love you reused materials. i love you improvised instruments. i love you mistakes. i love you bravery to make it anyway. i love you creativity that hasn't been wiped clean of every drop of humanity and sanitized and commodified.

growing with the seasons of change

good things will happen 🧿

things that are meant to be will fall into place 🧿

remembering when i used to hate pink, idk why cause it’s so beautiful

Rinko Kawauchi, Halo (2017)