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i’m daydreaming about painting dandelions in the sun,

sitting on the grass, painting exactly what i see, not caring if it looks good or not

i’m at my job, mopping the floor, cleaning the counters, but in my brain i’m painting wildflowers in the sun

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i’m getting the bootlickers Really pissed w this one so allow me to add on to it.

i make GOOD money, almost double minimum wage, but even making $20 an hour, 40 hours a week doesn’t change the fact that groceries are at least $200 a Week, gas is $30 a week, and a one bedroom apartment in my area averages at around $1500 a month. you do the math

but even if i was making enough to live comfortably, i still don’t think capitalism should exist. majority of jobs are completely useless and people shouldn’t have to slave their ENTIRE lives away for a faceless corporation.

i’m not saying we should all just never work and hold hands singing songs all day, but the work we’re doing should be going directly back into our local community and be balanced so that we’re doing more than just work and recharge for our whole lives

people should be allowed to truly live their lives, not just a 4 day vacation once a year, but really and truly live their lives doing things They enjoy that make Them feel fulfilled and bring a sense of community

if you’re seriously mad by anything i said you need to take a look in the mirror ask yourself why the idea of people working to build a better community instead of get billionaires richer makes you so angry. maybe that stick can come out of ur ass. youre not gonna win this game of monopoly bro

i hate capitalism !!!!

i can’t go anywhere without getting so sad seeing the workers bc to me all i see are ppl forced to be doing this useless job instead of their hobbies or passions or anything Real that matters and makes them feel fulfilled

i work 40 hours a week and can’t even afford my own place. so what’s the point of working when it doesn’t guarantee your most BASIC needs are met (food, housing, healthcare)

what are we all doing this for?? i’ve wanted to be a cartoonist for as long as i can remember, now i work at a gas station (w another girl who went to school for animation)

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i hate capitalism !!!!

i can’t go anywhere without getting so sad seeing the workers bc to me all i see are ppl forced to be doing this useless job instead of their hobbies or passions or anything Real that matters and makes them feel fulfilled

i work 40 hours a week and can’t even afford my own place. so what’s the point of working when it doesn’t guarantee your most BASIC needs are met (food, housing, healthcare)

what are we all doing this for?? i’ve wanted to be a cartoonist for as long as i can remember, now i work at a gas station (w another girl who went to school for animation)

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the demons are taunting me…. i think i’m gonna finish a bmc fan fiction wip i started EIGHT years ago

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the writers were fucked up for making matthew suddenly break up w jay w the only excuse being he didn’t like who he was after all the shit w his terrible abandonment issues

i’ll never forgive them

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no one tells you once you move out of your hometown you want to keep going

(this is a little rambly idk)

i moved out of Oklahoma to colorado for obvious reasons. i always dreamed of more, and more is impossible in a place like that. one of the lowest in education, all countys vote red, bible belt, high rates for drug abuse. my life there i was destined to work at a funeral home, forever stuck in a dead end job.

i moved to colorado and for the first time felt like my dreams could actually be a reality; i’ve always wanted to create cartoons but that was always impossible, but before i knew it i was enrolling in an Art School in Denver !!! if you woulda told 12 year old me that, she woulda shit her pants.

i’ve always wanted my own ranch/farm but it seemed like the only way i’d ever get that is if i was surrounded by people that would hate me and my future wife for who we are. then suddenly i’m riding my girlfriends horse at a boarding ranch with a pride flag hanging in the barn.

for the first time in my life my dreams of being an artist and a rancher felt possible. like i didn’t have to choose one or the other. i could publish children’s books and/or graphic novels. since my gf is specializing in childhood psychology (equestrian) i could use her knowledge to know what is important for kids to know.

as much as i love colorado, the trees feel wrong, the people aren’t friendly, it’s just…not where i feel i’m meant to be for the rest of my life.

i miss the trees always in my eyesight, the constant buzz of bugs during the summer, wild animals everywhere, it’s just not the same.

i’m fascinated by the appalachian mountains-they’re older than trees!!! older than almost everything, how incredible is that ! the trees are so dense and thick, there’s even more trees in those towns than in my hometown.

i see my future so clearly, the little things at least. i see myself hanging a swing and sitting by a tree, walking the woods at night, the sounds of the barn door hitting the rusty fence, the animals, the smell of pollen and grass in the air.

somehow someway, i know without a doubt everything will work out. the life i want is the life i have. i know there is nothing i can’t do, i know my goals are achievable.

i feel it in my bones. waking up with the sun to shovel shit from the stall, riding my horse to the stream, knowing the surrounding forest like the back of my hand, making little drawings of my farm in a sketchbook. doing the hard labor that’s required to maintain a ranch while my wife brings in the bread. bomb fires and kids laughing, summer nights spent where i can actually see the stars.

free to be me, i could dance under the moon naked fuck it.

idk why i wrote all this exactly, ig i just wanted to get it out and then i smoked a bowl and now this exists

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we have yellowjackets at home

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when you both discover something while fighting

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(juuuust saving this for later ignore)

sometimes you need dialogue tags and don't want to use the same four

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something that is really annoying in fandom spaces is that there’s so few f/f ships ;-; i feel like i have to make all the content i wanna see cause no one else will write it

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gulp

snippet of the caitvi page i’m working on :^)

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my poor lesbian heart has to settle for gender bent mlm ships bc there’s NO fucking wlw ships ;;

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me and my gf <3

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any other stoner artists on this hellsite ?

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monster

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this is basically what happened right

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life can be so scary and overwhelming when all i want to do is tell stories through art and eat fruit in the sun

but i live by just doing what i can today; making small efforts everyday to form better long term habits