I love my books that tempt me to walk through the crowded halls while i read it. Running a risk of toppling down stairs and walking into walls. Temptation so sweet to slide back into my mystical land.
French the lama!
Nerdfighters!
I have gained a fear and overcome another. First I have developed a fear of honey badgers; who are the scariest and baddest animal I have a meaningful fear for. And I have lost my fear of riding a motorcycle in fact I have a goal of getting one for my 25th birthday. Not earlier because my mom wont allow it and not till 25 since I plan to go to college. Sucsessful day in my book!
A strange goal of mine: to have a consistent scent. You can always read in books how lovers smell like ” he smelled of fresh mint and freshly mowed grass” but I sadly smell like natural skin( not BO just… Person) I think it would be awesome to smell like mangos all the time- as it freshly cut straight up fruit.
Conclusion-why is it so hard to create!?
Cunning
Why do we bother with love? Twisting and cunning as a snake. To try and configure it is no easier then bending a dry stick into a circle. But when done right, it is the most amazing thing in the world.
Have you ever tried to force inspiration? I believe it is the hardest thing to do. Also I gave noticed the lack in quality in my work when I just sit down and say ” I am going to draw something “. I wish best of luck in everyone speaking inspiration.
(Source: oncecreepybeckett, via proudtobeapotternerd)
A secret hope
When I was very young I said ” if it makes [you] happy, then it makes me happy” I think about this memory because I remember how my teacher was so proud of me, since I told it to a child who was, not as social. I made the little boy happy also. Then a very sweet boy told me just a few months ago the same thing, and I just feel like that
Memory I complete. My secret hope and dream has come true.
