A compilation of my magical ocean-themed illustrations - all of these and more are available as prints until Nov 26th in my store here!
hey just so everyone knows, It Was A Draft
the supreme court decision to overturn Roe v. Wade is not official yet. someone leaked a draft of the opinion that the members of the court have been circulating and revising (the draft was created by justice samuel alito).
which is insane by the way. it’s the first time that a draft of a supreme court decision has ever been leaked in the entire history of this country.
it makes perfect sense to feel grief or panic or dread or sadness or anger or whatever you’re feeling right now. this is fucking terrible and scary. just for the sake of avoiding misinformation, i wanted to clarify this because i think a lot of the headlines have been misleading, and the info gets even more misconstrued when it’s rephrased on social media and stuff
avatrice stuff that i intend to finish
Not all toxic people are cruel and uncaring. Some of them love us dearly. Many of them have good intentions. Most are simply toxic to our being simply because their needs and way of existing force us to compromise ourselves and our happiness. They aren't inherently bad people, but they aren't the right people for us.
Daniell Koepke
Saskia being a whole mood
LENA LUTHOR 5.06 - Confidence Women
so while ellie is in college paul and ellie’s dad bond and begin to experiment on making recipes for paul’s family’s business. ideally they start a chinese-fusion american-style diner selling pork sausage tacos and paul learns mandarin so that when sleazy investors try to trick ellie’s dad into a bad deal, they can discuss it in mandarin and ellie’s dad makes sure they make all the right business decisions
aster gets accepted to art school. one night, as she finishes a painting, she sends a picture of it to ellie. “what do you think of the last five brush strokes?” she asks ellie, and ellie replies “not yet your best work” and from then on, they keep on talking. as ellie and aster this time. before long talking to each other over text becomes the norm, then it’s skype calls, sometimes kept on throughout the night, even as one of them falls asleep.
(ellie does her best at understanding emojis. aster teases her a lot about it)
ellie loves college. her teacher’s right, she finds more and more people who get her in college. queer friends who are out and proud, kisses a girl or two. she meets all kinds of girls, the one with flowers in her hair, the one with short hair and broad shoulders, the one who says things like ‘emily dickinson is a lesbian’ without ever reading about her beyond the wikipedia page, the one who makes her smile and laugh.
(perhaps even the one who makes her fall in love. perhaps it’s also aster, because ellie keeps wanting to talk to her at the end of the day even after meeting all these people. it should mean something, but–they have a couple of years. they’ll figure it out)
either way, they all end up in the right place, happy and with all kinds of love surrounding them bcs they deserve it and i love them so much
i have never felt as mature as when i finally understood (through therapy) and internalized (through emotional work) that you cannot connect and communicate with some people no matter how kind, compassionate, understanding, articulate, eloquent, or smart you are, and that sometimes a person not listening to you does not reflect on your communication skills or ability to connect or straight up intelligence. in a way, it’s letting go of the belief that you have the power to make people understand you. communication is a two-way street, and needs two willing participants. some people are just walls, and it has been unbelievably helpful for my mental and emotional health to let it slide and know that it does not affect me or my self worth.