In Beauty I Walk

Help a queer artist leave their toxic household this pride month, maybe??

Hi y'all!! So my mom threatened to kick me out a couple weeks ago, and now I'm trying to move out on my own terms before that happens. I have friends a few states over who've offered to take me in, but before that happens I'd like to try getting a little more financially stable.

I am currently taking commissions, examples of which you can see below! I'm willing to draw OCs, fanart, DnD, furries, etc.

Or, if you'd like to support me on a more regular basis, I also have a patreon: https://www.patreon.com/DovelyDraws

For more info about commissions, pls check the link in my pinned post! And if you wouldn't mind, I'd really appreciate y'all reblogging this post for me. 🙏 Thank you!!

I hope someone out there do that about me

“If someday the moon calls you by your name don’t be surprised, because every night I tell her about you.”

— Shahrazad al-Khalij

Anne seni çok özledim 😞

anne ben geldim, üstüm başım

uzak yolların tozlarıyla perişan

çoktan paralandı ördüğün kazak

üzerinde yeşil nakışlar olan

anne ben geldim, yoruldum artık

her yolağzında kendime rastlamaktan

hep acılı, sarhoş ve sarsak

şiirler çırpıştıran bi adam

kurumuş kuyunun suyu, incirin

sütü çoktan çekilmiş

bir zamanlar dünya sandığım bahçeyi

ayrık otları, dikenler bürümüş

kapıdaki çıngırak kararmış nemden

atnalı ve sarmısak duruyor ama

oğlum, mektup yaz diyen

sesin hala kulaklarımda

anne ben geldim, ağdaki balık

bardaktaki su kadar umarsızım

dizlerin duruyor mu başımı koyacak?

anne ben geldim, oğlun, hayırsızın..

ahmet erhan külliyatı

As I began to love myself 

I found that anguish and emotional suffering are only warning signs that I was living against my own truth. Today, I know, this is "AUTHENTICITY".

As I began to love myself

I understood how much it can offend somebody as I try to force my desires on this person, even though I knew the time was not right and the person was not ready for it, and even though this person was me. Today I call it "RESPECT".

As I began to love myself

I stopped craving for a different life, and I could see that everything that surrounded me was inviting me to grow. Today I call it "MATURITY".

As I began to love myself

I understood that at any circumstance, I am in the right place at the right time, and everything happens at the exactly right moment. So I could be calm. Today I call it "SELF-CONFIDENCE".

As I began to love myself

I quit steeling my own time, and I stopped designing huge projects for the future. Today, I only do what brings me joy and happiness, things I love to do and that make my heart cheer, and I do them in my own way and in my own rhythm. Today I call it "SIMPLICITY".

As I began to love myself

I freed myself of anything that is no good for my health – food, people, things, situations, and everything the drew me down and away from myself. At first I called this attitude a healthy egoism. Today I know it is "LOVE OF ONESELF".

As I began to love myself

I quit trying to always be right, and ever since I was wrong less of the time. Today I discovered that is "MODESTY".

As I began to love myself

I refused to go on living in the past and worry about the future. Now, I only live for the moment, where everything is happening. Today I live each day, day by day, and I call it "FULFILLMENT".

As I began to love myself

I recognized that my mind can disturb me and it can make me sick. But as I connected it to my heart, my mind became a valuable ally. Today I call this connection "WISDOM OF THE HEART".

We no longer need to fear arguments, confrontations or any kind of problems with ourselves or others. Even stars collide, and out of their crashing new worlds are born. Today I know that is "LIFE"!

That's so high or am I just too small 🌸

Me, too❤️🌸🌿

And yet the moon is the light that guides us

My friend would be the same maybe even better

Reblog if you’d be okay if your friend came out as transgender

let’s see how many transphobics we can weed out

Bir tatlı kaşık huzur 🌸🌸🌸 (hier: Yeldegirmeni bungalow evleri) https://www.instagram.com/p/CRd_TAiNEa5pRbMHBDWDIgPKe2e3-XjNoRT2ug0/?utm_medium=tumblr

The Hong Kong Jockey Club - where tradition and speed race round the bend

On Hong Kong's neon-soaked nights, a heart beats at a gallop: the Jockey Club, a colossal paradox since 1884 - both a temple of sport and a benefactor of the city. Here, wealth and ritual merge when sleek horses shoot across the turf like liquid gold.

The crowd goes wild, bets whisper of luck and loss, but there is more behind the frenzy: schools, hospitals, culture - financed by the race of the hooves. A high-stakes game in which even the city wins.