You Were In My Daydream Based On A Fic I Wrote: The Undertow

please dont stop talking about palestine . i do not trust israel and there has been multiple ceasefires theyve completely ignored . if we do happen to see iof soldiers leave and no longer occupy palestine , they would still need to rebuild . this includes medical aid and addressing airborne diseases , finding displaced families and reuniting them , etc ... their entire infrastructure needs to be rebuilt so please do not forget about palestine and do not let the US take credit for their liberation .

cleaner, but still not a saint

tw: blood

A Heizou a day keeps the art block at bay~ (Aka. Doodled him without thinking and now I'm screaming bc i saw my own brainrot reflected back at me)

To the Curiosity Rover

We named you after that which is best and brightest within us, that turns stars to constellations, planets into neighbors, and noise into song, but they tell me you can't sing this year. Creating vibrations using your sample-analysis unit costs power, and your nuclear battery can't run forever. For entropy, for the finitude of the universe, and the death of all things, I am sorry. But I wanted to tell you the party's still on, the next planet over, and for making that distance seem just a little shorter, we have you to thank. We haven't forgotten you. We still write poems and make memes in your name. If the aliens find you, and they wonder how or why we sent you on this journey, they need only read your name.

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I wrote this four years ago, after reading somewhere that the Curiosity Rover once sang Happy Birthday to itself to celebrate the anniversary of its Mars landing, but to conserve battery, it never did it again.

I felt such immense grief for a robot I've never met and for once my tears transmuted perfectly into nice words. I'm still happy with this, even if I'm not really a poet.

Happy Birthday, Curiosity.

i love great pretender

reinventing yourself as a violent act

destroyed by hippie powers, car seat headrest // @/angelcommunist // portrait of fryderyk in shifting light, richard siken

Took me until about halfway through college before I realized “study” means “play with the material in a variety of ways until you understand it” and not just “read the assigned chapters and do the homework” and I think that probably should have been discussed at some point prior to that.

timid winds

scaraether brainrot only

everyone sh. shutd up im cooking smthn