At the Crossroads of the Whimsical and Fantastical

constantly trying to see the inherent good in people is a humiliation ritual that i continue to willingly participate in

Prints of these are now up on my inprnt! Link in bio as always and thank you for the lovely comments 🖤

your hobbies will save you. pass it on

microdosing hell by being awake and literate

I arrive at the yarn store and grab a skein off the shelf, the exact same brand, type, weight and color of the one I bought a week ago. Everyone in the store immediately knows that I miscalculated the amount of yarn I'd need for a project. They start booing at me. They are throwing crocheted tomatoes at me. The old lady giving knitting lessons in the corner is shaking her head. She had such high hopes for me. The cashier spits at me when I pay for it.

[guy whose bedtime is approaching fast] I need to write one billion words right now. and draw everything that has ever existed.