MRTHWBB/ MARTHA

To love a swamp, however, is to love what is muted and marginal, what exists in the shadows, what shoulders its way out of mud and scurries along the damp edges of what is most commonly praised. And sometimes its invisibility is a blessing. Swamps and bogs are places of transition and wild growth, breeding grounds, experimental labs where organisms and ideas have the luxury of being out of the spotlight, where the imagination can mutate and mate, send tendrils into and out of the water. ~Barbara Hurd

Finding a fresh new daydreaming plot is honestly the best feeling.

let me live here

stop trying to be palatable, stop trying to be palatable, stop

i give u full permission to be weird. i am signing your permission slip