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The way I already adore this song omg
please don’t repost without permission. Decided to draw and color a bluebird. I don’t really draw birds a lot. It looks alright I guess.
Harper: If you were to vacuum up jello through a metal tube, well I think that’d be a neat noise
Bette: I beg to differ
Harper: Then Beg
Harper, struggling to keep upright in their 1 inch heels: Yeah, I-I don’t really think heels are for me
Kate, pointing at them and walking flawlessly in sparkly golden 6 inch heels: WEAK.
Dick: Is letting someone win at chess sapiosexual bottoming
Barbara: Does anyone in this godforsaken group ever think before they speak
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Damian: I'm a reverse necromancer.
Carrie: Isn't that just killing people?
Damian: Ah, don’t sweat the details .
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Jason: Okay. I get it. You've had a really hard time lately, you're stressed out, seven people died-
Dick: Twelve, actually.
Jason: Not the point. Look, they're dead now and really whose fault is that?
Dick: Yours!
Jason: That's right: no one's.
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Damian: Don’t worry, I have a few knives up my sleeve.
Steph: I think you mean cards.
Damian, pulling knives out of their sleeves: No, I do not.
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Store Worker: Would a Mr. Bruce Wayne please come to the front desk?
Bruce, arriving at the desk: Hello, is there a problem?
Store Worker: points to the batkids
Store Worker: I believe they belong to you?
Dick, simultaneously: We got lost :(
Bruce: I didn’t even bring you guys here with me-
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Barbara: I can’t believe you live nearby, and you won’t let anyone crash at your place.
Luke: You people already know too much about me.
Tiffany: I know exactly three facts about you, and one of them is that you won’t let any of us crash at your place.
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Tim: I’m kind of crushing on someone, but I’m worried about telling you who it is, because you’re not going to like it
Cullen: Just rip the bandage off.
Tim: It’s Kon.
Cullen: Put the bandage back on.
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"The Sparrow in my Head"
There is a little sparrow in my head that likes to cause a mess.
It distracts me with its shrill screeching
that bounces against and vibrates my skull.
It flaps its tiny wings and causes a flurry in my head, like a feral hurricane.
It drills against my brain and causes pulsing migraines
and sometimes it nips at my eyeballs.
There is a little sparrow in my head
Shackled and caged behind bars of steel.
It is bruised,broken and battered
And its wings are clipped.
To set it free somebody will have to crack open my skull.
"It's not fair", cries the sparrow.
"Oh but it is fair", I reply,
"Just like, a head for a head,
a tail for a tail,
an eye for an eye,
and your freedom for mine."
The little sparrow gives a sad chirp and droops its wee head.
"Do not despair, little bird", I consol,
"One day you'll be able to fly,
high above, higher than the sky.
For just like in the circle of life,
the day your life begins,
is the day mine ends.
So chin up and wait some more,
just a little more time."
There is a little sparrow in my head that weeps tears of patience.
There is nothing else it can do.
~Me
*Inspired by Bluebird by Charles Bukowski*
9. Eastern Bluebird (Sialia sialis)
The Bluebird is probably my favorite bird to regularly photograph. In fact, seeing them around my house was part of what inspired me to get into bird photography in the first place! They just so obviously know that they're beautiful and are always positioning themselves to be seen by everyone. I swear, this one was striking a pose for me!
All photos taken by me: @blizblob
📷 Nikon D3100 w/ 800mm lens
Experiment with a circular canvas. Birds are still hard to draw and yet so so satisfying.
So I'm looking for references of mountain bluebirds to draw and I found this:
My stupid monkey brain's first thought was to make this:
there’s a bluebird in my heart that wants to get out but I’m too clever, I only let him out at night sometimes when everybody’s asleep. I say, I know that you’re there, so don’t be sad. then I put him back, but he’s singing a little in there, I haven’t quite let him die and we sleep together like that with our secret pact
