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all my haters become tomaters in my lovely summer garden

bf and I enchanted by this phrase. he interprets it as a joyful threat: my haters become fertilizer for tomaters. my interpretation is abstract, like when I spend time in lovely summer garden my haters transform emotionally into tomaters - a transient experience, something I encounter and perhaps am nourished by, then they are gone with the season. i like the post

this is beautiful

u ever only draw in stressful social settings so you dont have to interact w anyone but then you grow up out of school and u have to find a new motivation to draw bc theres no one to be socially anxious about anymore and u know how to handle urself socially better now to where its not nearly as necessary