“I Want My Eroticism Mixed With Love. And Deep Love One Does Not Often Experience.”

‘You know where to find me’ by Francesca Kritikos

Mary Oliver, from a poem titled "August," featured in White Pine: Poems & Prose Poems

Real

Zuko (an empath): there's something off about her. I can't explain it, but she's slipping

Literally Azula:

I love this poem so much

i wish I was poetic and clever

Mood for 2024

— Langston Hughes

IV. Prepare for when you go.

my tool kit for self care and protection:

knife for food, knife for things that are not food, rag with rust dyed embroidery for hand wiping and nose blowing, embroidered sketchbook, dyed thread on wooden spool, three whistles for music or alert, a candle with osha, lavender and yarrow, an anti anxiety tincture, thieves oil blend solid hand moisturizer, fork, spoon, tongs for picking up things i shouldnt (too hot) (too dead), all wrapped in canvas roll up pouch!

everything was  made by me except for the glass bottle!