@sureinsunlight / sureinsunlight.tumblr.com
I love you Black lesbians. love you Native and Indigenous lesbians. many kisses for my Hispanic and Latino lesbians. lots of love for every Asian lesbian out there. i love every lesbian poc you're all amazing and deserve to be acknowledged this lesbian week of visibility<3
Pratik Shetty by Fran Gomez de Villaboa for Edward Crutchley F/W 21 Lookbook
if you didnt want me to empathize/ask questions about your fictional monster why did you make it born into circumstances outside of its control that make everyone believe it is intrinsically evil. you expect me to buy that something is born into evil regardless of its choices or actions and its not those that describe it/made it that way r who i should be questioning??
this guy gets it
New Secret Knots comic, "Memory Weaver". I hope you like it!
some of you are very nice to me and i just want to say thank you and i love u
The devastating difference between how much time it takes to write something vs how fast people read it lol
you're falling in the trap!! it will be read by many people, many times, and it will live on in their memories. and maybe no single other human will match you in time spent dedicated to your story, but as a collective we will outlast you. acts of creation only grow when they are shared
This. Writing is not like dinner. It can be consumed many times
You’ve slain the beast, but instead of payment the villagers kicked you out Enraged, you do what no mage has ever done: Ressurect a dragon.
happy glorious 25th of may
new catboy dropped (he/him)
that one friend who is insanely smart, but also the most oblivious person on earth
Loud Beeper tantrum!! Caught on camera!!
When people want a hen instead of a rooster because hens don't crow (lol) I should show them this video
will you be a part of the emergence?
cicada shirts coming for preorder on Friday!
“Many people seem to think it foolish, even superstitious, to believe that the world could still change for the better. And it is true that in winter it is sometimes so bitingly cold that one is tempted to say, ‘What do I care if there is a summer; its warmth is no help to me now.’ Yes, evil often seems to surpass good. But then, in spite of us, and without our permission, there comes at last an end to the bitter frosts. One morning the wind turns, and there is a thaw. And so I must still have hope.”
— Vincent Van Gogh
“If I am worth anything later, I am worth something now. For wheat is wheat, even if people think it is a grass in the beginning.”
- Vincent van Gogh
