10.03.2026 13:54
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"repeating lines. At last, loneliness has killed you. A sunny afternoon. The beauty of this world is almost paralysing. You walk out into the fields. Spring is just around the corner. You survived, or so do your bodily senses lead you to believe. And then there is silence. You refuse to let your brain wander, because you're worried that you'll have to regard yourself in the stale air of your bedroom otherwise. So you continue praying to your glowing screens. You keep on clinging on to the magic of"
at last, loneliness has killed you
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inside me ( ::: ::. ::: )
Foraging
Doodle
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mosses and liverworts are the best... leafy liverworts especially are always a treat to stumble across ;u; ive tried growing them at home but they seem to have pretty specific preferences and i never really got it to work consistently
the liverwort in the last photo (Lophocolea bidentata) smells like a moist forest if its essence was turned into some kind of wood fairy perfume. just nothing but the brightest and most floral parts of musty wet soil packed into these little friends
arrivals (sketch)
sleepless city
im not sure what im trying to say if anything at all.. its just a random thought that felt important in the moment
giving each other space and time to digest exchanged bits of human (or non-human) experiences and grow together.
might just be starting to figure things out for themselves, figure out how they prefer to socialise and who they want to socialise with. at least for me, i think the friendships online that stuck in the end happened because there was this kind of caution from care,
on a slightly related note, the furry community being a space where many marginalised (and often young) people build their found family, i feel that its worth being supportive but also gentle with each other. to recognise that the person on the other end of your communications
this isnt to say people should just work on their lives on their own.. the important people in ones life are always there to, at the very least, be a temporary band aid until your mind and body heal the wounds.
through giving myself time and space about what im really doing. i would think out loud to people and sometimes look for advice from them, but id then remember that i have responsibility to look after myself.
i dont think i wouldve made it here without all the support i got from those people in my life, but also i dont believe that they magically 'fixed me'. it took time and effort to become ever so slightly more experienced at living and sometimes, the only way that happened was
over the years ive realised that often the help from my friends or my partner has not been that they directly gave solutions to my problems but instead that they stuck around through hard times, just to make things a little bit more okay until i found a way for me to carry on.
