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Favorite Drawings of 2024. What animals should I draw in 2025?
a definition by Charles Bukowski
love is a light at
night running through the fog
love is a beercap
stepped on while on the way
to the bathroom
love is the lost key to your door
when you’re drunk
love is what happens
one year in ten
love is a crushed cat
love is the old newsboy on the
corner who has
given it up
love is what you think the other
person has destroyed
love is what vanished with the
age of battleships
love is the phone ringing,
the same voice or another
voice but never the right
voice
love is betrayal
love is the burning of the
homeless in an alley
love is steel
love is the cockroach
love is a mailbox
love is rain upon the roof
of an old hotel
in Los Angeles
love is your father in a coffin
(who hated you)
love is a horse with a broken leg
trying to stand
while 45,000 people
watch
love is the way we boil
like the lobster
love is everything we said
it wasn’t
love is the flea you can’t
find
and love is a mosquito
love is 50 grenadiers
love is an empty
bedpan
love is a riot in San Quentin
love is a madhouse
love is a donkey standing in a
street of flies
love is an empty barstool
love is a film of the Hindenburg
curling to pieces
a moment that still screams
love is Dostoyevsky at the
roulette wheel
love is what crawls along
the ground
love is your woman dancing
pressed against a stranger
love is an old woman
stealing a loaf of
bread
and love is a word used
too much and
much
too soon.

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you know when you kinda want to read and kinda want to write and kinda want to draw and kinda want to sing but it's late and you're tired and it's more like a desperate desire to really deeply dream
This is the part that the wealthy hate about most people being satisfied with what they have. If we strive for more then they can threaten us with it, but if we don’t care they have nothing to steal nor to threaten.
“Each relationship between two persons is absolutely unique. That is why you cannot love two people the same. It simply is not possible. You love each person differently because of who they are and the uniqueness that they draw out of you.”
—
“And I realize that no matter where I am, whether in a little room full of thought, or in this endless universe of stars and mountains, it’s all in my mind.”
—

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*becomes everything I dreamed of when I was little and almost doesn’t notice*
you know when you kinda want to read and kinda want to write and kinda want to draw and kinda want to sing but it's late and you're tired and it's more like a desperate desire to really deeply dream
“The practice of mindfulness is very simple. You stop, you breathe, and you still your mind. You come home to yourself so that you can enjoy the here and now in every moment.”
— Thich Nhat Hanh, in “Silence”
little advice for life
live more intuitively. eat when you are hungry. stop when your body is satisfied. sleep or rest when you are tired. run 5 miles when you are full of energy. take off your jacket if you are too hot; no one cares if it fits to your outfit. cry when you want to. laugh loud as heck if you want to. and by that i don’t mean to let your mind take the steering wheel, i want your mind to listen to your body and be more conscious of what it wants and needs. it may sound a lot more stressful when you live like this, but let me tell you (from someone with anxiety): it makes you a lot less stressed knowing you will do what your body wants. and i know it’s not always possible to do whatever you want due to rules and stuff. but at least try. no one really cares though. it makes life a lot calmer than it is when you want to train your body to be a certain type of way. listen to it.

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“As you walk and eat and travel, be where you are. Otherwise you will miss most of your life.”
— Buddha
a definition by Charles Bukowski
love is a light at
night running through the fog
love is a beercap
stepped on while on the way
to the bathroom
love is the lost key to your door
when you’re drunk
love is what happens
one year in ten
love is a crushed cat
love is the old newsboy on the
corner who has
given it up
love is what you think the other
person has destroyed
love is what vanished with the
age of battleships
love is the phone ringing,
the same voice or another
voice but never the right
voice
love is betrayal
love is the burning of the
homeless in an alley
love is steel
love is the cockroach
love is a mailbox
love is rain upon the roof
of an old hotel
in Los Angeles
love is your father in a coffin
(who hated you)
love is a horse with a broken leg
trying to stand
while 45,000 people
watch
love is the way we boil
like the lobster
love is everything we said
it wasn’t
love is the flea you can’t
find
and love is a mosquito
love is 50 grenadiers
love is an empty
bedpan
love is a riot in San Quentin
love is a madhouse
love is a donkey standing in a
street of flies
love is an empty barstool
love is a film of the Hindenburg
curling to pieces
a moment that still screams
love is Dostoyevsky at the
roulette wheel
love is what crawls along
the ground
love is your woman dancing
pressed against a stranger
love is an old woman
stealing a loaf of
bread
and love is a word used
too much and
much
too soon.