The Little Things
The Little Things
He didn't know at the time. She tried not let him worry. But even when she couldn't speak, He understood.
The constant fear of doing something wrong. A dread that eats away at the stomach, Then the heart and mind. A heavy burden on the shoulders, That seems to never lose weight, And only pushes down. Hard.
So she tries to be smaller, A spec of dust in the storm. He doesn't let her. He holds her tight, Wrapping his arms around her curled body, Lets her know he's there for her, And never lets go.
More Posts from Bokuno-maple and Others
does it almost feel like nothing's changed at all?
bastille is correct. how AM i gonna be an optimist about this?
my god ive only seen this on pinterest im happy
I'm waiting to see someone meme this.
this picture is so good
NO BUT SERIOUSLY WE MUST BE MASOCHISTS FOR HOW WE FALL FOR IT AND HATE IT AND LOVE IT.
EVERY.
TIME.
Why must writers do this…
See, the industrial revolution made some pretty neat stuff. it helps me communicate with people across the world and its helped make life a lot easier. but whenever I try to take a picture of nature or the mountains surrounding me, there's always something modern getting in the way. powerlines, concrete, cars, you get the idea. and it's so goddamn annoying cause I just want a picture of the mountains in bliss. but I can't even do that without feeling like I'm stuck in the urban city instead of out in the wild doing whatever makes me happy and be able to survive.
AXIS: Prologue
The General looked at the file again. Over and over and over, they've been bothered with this girl ever since they saw her file. Wondering what she was like aside from the proper lady in the photo. Well, they'll find out when they meet her. The General closed the file and put it in their ever-growing pile of papers. They needed to clean that mess up sooner or later.
The General got up from their chair and looked out the window of their office. There in the courtyard stood a teenage girl. The girl wore what looked to be a silk kimono. She appears to be a noble girl. It was the same girl that's in the file. And the kimono. It didn't suit her. The General grinned at himself and the girl down below.
"Fuu Madris, huh?" he muttered. "Well, I can't wait to see how you'll fair out in the field. Don't disappoint me now, dear descendant of Koshi."
Minecraft Mania Help
I have been looking for a desert for hours. And what have I found instead? Hold on, lemme get my list *flips out paper and clears throat*
Ocean Temple, Ocean Temple, Ocean Temple, Mushroom Island, Mangrove Swamp, Mangrove Swamp, Taiga, Taiga, Taiga, Taiga, Taiga, Taiga, etc.
Im so done. I'm gonna keep going, cause I desperately need cactus, but REALLY I wanna smash something.
Thinking about mcc...
A reminder for myself and others cause dear god i needed this
I made mention of this a few posts ago, but here is a full reminder from Auntie Kami, fiber artist:
It is that time of year, folks, when the fiber artists in your life need you the most. It matters not what holiday you celebrate; there are fiber artists who are, as we speak, insisting I AM GOING TO MAKE ALL THE GIFTS BECAUSE STORE-BOUGHT SUCKS. They have pre-purchased their season pass for the train to Crazy Town, and it is not round trip.
If you want to take care of the fiber artist in your life during this most manic time of year, lemme offer some suggestions:
DO:
Make sure they eat and stay hydrated. Making sure they eat an actual meal is best, but any food works at this point. Also, remind them that water exists and it isn't just to make coffee/tea.
Offer a listening ear and support when they start convulsively crying because they found a major mistake and have to undo two weeks worth of work. Although, I also suggest retreating out of the initial blast radius to avoid being collateral damage. A usual sign it is safe to approach is when they stop flailing and the flying debris of tools and fiber have settled.
Remind them to get up and stretch and walk around. Even if it's to make more coffee/tea. In fact, it is suggested you do not make those beverages for them because it is a good excuse for them to move around as they most likely have forgotten they have legs.
Remind them to sleep
DO NOT:
Suggest they set smaller goals. Yes, it makes sense, and They KNOW it makes sense, but they will still assume you are silly for even suggesting such an idea. (Don't push it. You will only piss them off.)
Refer to what they are working on as "grandma craft". Even If they are a grandma. It is dismissive of the time and effort and money they are lovingly putting into their projects, and they will, in return, dismiss your reason for living.
EVER NEVER FOR ANY REASON AT ALL say, "You can get it cheaper at Walmart." You at that point don't just forfeit your life, you forfeit your existence in their life. You will be vaporized from their memory. You just suggested their art, their craft, their effort is lesser than fucking Walmart. You want a quick way to oblivion, then by all be this crass and demeaning. I just won't guarantee it will be painless.
Thank you for your support.
