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living in color again

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i love that every pokémon is someone’s favourite pokémon. it doesn’t matter how much you dislike a pokémon or how forgettable you you think a design is, out there is someone who thinks it’s their baby. my coworker who only discovered pokémon through pokémon go absolutely loves tangela and has a small army of fully powered up ones. at an expo once i saw a woman at a booth desperately trying to find an onix plushie because it was her daughter’s absolute favourite. i talked with someone recently who announced sudowoodo as their tippy top favourite. every single one is loved by someone and idk, i think that’s gotdang heartwarming
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That is the exact spot my parents found a stray kitten. Nice little addition to the family, but would have been a terrible addition to the pavement had she not been very vocal OTL
No joke, the place where that cat is resting in this picture is called a “dead cat hole” it’s an automotive term. Don’t believe me, look it up.
This is also where I found a stray cat, she was up in there during a thunderstorm and I begged my dad to let me being her inside and that’s the story of how I got my first cat.
Please don’t skip over this without reading it and making a mental note. Even if you don’t have a car, tell your parents or whoever, and make sure to do this. You think that’ll never happen but that’s what everyone thought who had this happen and didn’t check, and that poor cold cat met with a terribly sad end.
REBLOG WHETHER YOU LIKE CATS OR NOT
L'automne (Marcel Hanoun, 1972)

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I think people would be happier if they admitted things more often. In a sense we are all prisoners of some memory, or fear, or disappointment—we are all defined by something we can’t change.
Simon Van Booy, The Illusion of Separateness (via nanazumi)
;from Korean illustrator zipcy ;@zipcy
― A Brief History of Time (1991) Hawking: How real is time? Will it ever come to an end? Why do we remember the past but not the future? Where does the difference between the past and the future come from?
Best of luck as you transition into this next big chapter of your life. It’s been hard to move on, but as always, your strength has give me the inspiration needed to take the next step. What you’ve given me, what I’ve learned, whatever life gives me, wherever it takes me, I’ll always carry it with me. Thank you for everything. Be happy and become the queen you were meant to be.
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As a kid was there something that you used to really love doing? And whatever that might be, at the time, you really thought you were good at it; you might even venture to say that you possibly possess this incredible talent for it. As you grow up though, you start to compare yourself with those around you and you realize, “Wow these people are incredible at what they do! I’m nothing compared to them!” And once you realized how much greater people’s talents are, you gave up. It’s quite sad, isn’t it? Maybe it’s us realizing what reality is and our innocent self starts to come out of that fantasy world where we believe we’re good at everything. I don’t know. Maybe it’s the world ruining us when it taught us how to compare ourselves against others instead of teaching us how to appreciate what we have and who we are.
I remember loving a lot of things as a child. I spent over 6 years learning how to play the piano and although I really did enjoy playing it, I also hated it. I hated going to recitals and having others compare how I played with the students that played it better. The ones that have a natural talent in it. The ones that played like they were meant to be playing that piano. The ones that, no matter how hard you worked or practiced, you would probably never reach their level. But I still loved playing the piano for many years. I liked playing for my friends and classmates at school because in their eyes, I was that great pianist. I excelled in my music classes and I loved it.
I also used to love running as a kid. You know when the teacher makes you run laps? I loved it, we all did. I remember that I looked forward to racing against the boys and I’d always be in the top 3. It felt awesome running until my lungs felt like they were gonna burst and my cheeks were all red; it makes you feel alive. That lasted even a bit into junior high actually. Of course by then I was no longer beating the boys and girls never want to run laps - sweating doesn’t look good, right? I didn’t feel the joy from running anymore and totally got out of shape.
When I was in elementary I was actually part of a choir because I loved singing. Can you tell music was a big part of my life? We would perform in front of the school and sometimes we’d go to different places to perform in front of strangers. I loved performing as part of the choir because, unlike piano recitals, I didn’t have to be singled out and be judged and compared to my peers. I was just part of a group that loved doing what I also loved doing. That stopped when I realized I didn’t have the crazy range that some people are gifted with. The kind of voice that pulls you in and makes you feel every single emotion they are feeling when they sing their song to you.
Drawing used to be a hobby of mine. I had tons of books for drawing. I wanted to take drawing classes instead of being stuck in piano classes. Every time we had to do posters for class, I was ecstatic. My friends and classmates always asked me to do the letterings for their posters. I loved drawing as an outlet to express myself. When I went into junior high and took Art I quickly realized that I seriously have no talent for drawing LOL. Here I was drawing the equivalent of a stickman when compared to these masterpieces my classmates were producing, like it was nothing.
The last thing I really liked doing was writing. It was a different way to express my creativity. It made perfect sense as I love reading books and it gave me inspiration to write my own stories. I’d write stories for my friends to read, but many never made it to that point. As I started reading things others have written, I realized how mediocre my stuff sounded. I could never pick the right words to express myself, I could never make my words flow as naturally as theirs do, I could never evoke feelings out of my readers as powerfully as the way that theirs do. After that every time I started something I would obsessively go over it again and again, never once satisfied with what I’ve written.
I love things like art and writing for its ability to let people show their creativity and provide an outlet for people to express themselves. I love looking at designs for the same reason. It saddens me.. knowing that I feel like I lost something like that because I deemed myself inferior, and for some reason, not worthy enough to continue to pursue it even if it’s just for myself.
So if you like doing something and it makes you happy, do it. Even if you think you’re not as good as other people, do it. Even if it’s just for yourself to see, to hear, to read, do it.
Lake O’Hara, British Columbia, Canada
we sat here freezing, about to leave, and then the mountain turned pink, and a layer of fog settled over the frozen trillium lake
10 weeks wasn’t enough time

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