Sleeping Bacchant By Károly Lotz (19th Century)

Luigi Rossi - Primavera (detail)

Now that I’m out of school, I find myself desperately wanting to make things. Maybe because I work in software which is far too intangible. Maybe because I neglected my creative side for years while pursuing academic excellence. Maybe because I’m struggling a bit with life in general, and creating things for fun grounds me. So that’s how I’ve ended up with like 4 different fiber arts projects going, and I’m teaching myself German, and I’m taking a creative writing course, and I’m rereading a childhood favorite series. And it makes me so happy.

So go make things. Make them badly. Start projects and leave them half-finished for months, or finish them and marvel at the lopsided, messy, beautiful thing that you and only you made with your own two hands. Pick up that new hobby you’ve always wanted to try, be inspired by a random Instagram post of someone else’s art and try to replicate it, take a community class that sounds half interesting.

life is too short to only do one thing. Make the most of your time.

Just a random thought that popped in my head.

Even the most normal movie by Luca Guadagnino ended quite disturbing…

It wasn’t commitment fear, it was abandonment fear. There is a big difference but in the end it only means loneliness. -P

Prelude, Brynne Rebele-Henry

FANFIC MASTERLIST

Bucky Barnes:

A Bunch of Words.

When your flatmate is a jerk.

James Barnes (Bucky) is your new flatmate and so far living together has not gone very well. 2K. Warnings: Not a smut, kinda soft but with

Draco Malfoy:

A Bunch of Words.

Who would have thought it?

My first draco x !femreader.  Part II English is not my first language sorry it’s something feel awkward. 1,4k words Everyone was excited a

i think everyone needs a god of some kind. and by that i don’t strictly mean religion. you need something that’s bigger than yourself, that you can anchor yourself to whenever you feel lost—whether it be nature, the moon, the sea…

movies where someone hears an important message only once and retains all the details….

girl if that were me, we’d be fucked. I have to reread emails like 4 times.