That old saying, "distance makes the heart grow fonder," I'm not sure it is true. Distance makes the heart grow lonesome, distance makes the heart grow pained. Being with you, seeing you smile, have you play with my hair, - those were some of the things that made my heart grow fonder. What I mean to say is, I miss you. I want my heart to grow fonder, rather than pained. I try not to think of how hard things might be for you. I picture you laughing, being silly, listening to Ghost, being creative, being nerdy, being happy. I wish all of that for you. I hope the distance doesn't hurt your heart as much as it does mine. I love you. You know I always will.
I’m tired of the weight of you. The things I carry because of you. The things I can never enjoy again and the things I love because of you. I’m tired of your ghost. The way it follows me around, the way it haunts my dreams. Why can’t you be as you are in my sleep? So blissful and serene. But sometimes the truth seeps through those memories and you swallow me. I don’t consider horror movies scary anymore, because I know that the worst monsters wear human skin. The most terrifying creatures on this earth—are people. How could someone so beautiful, cosmic, a gravitational force grow and bloom love in my veins only then to turn around and salt and poison all the flora that remained? I don’t know you. I can’t see you. You’re too far away to send electricity through my brain, yet here I am being touched by you. Here I am in the same white dress I wore to court, dancing in it on your birthday trying and succeeding in not thinking of you. I hope you see me glowing and spinning around in your sleep. I hope you feel me “forgetting” you. As if I ever could. I see your birthdate everywhere. I hear your name in people and in songs. I skip music that reminds me of you because I don’t want to be swept away by you again. For the millionth time. The other day adrenaline coursed through my body before I could stop it because I saw a pair of eyes, nose and a freckle and for one splinter of a second I thought it was you. I have to stay present. I have to remind myself of the colorful and vibrant life I have now that you’re gone, because it’s so easy to be drawn back into the kaleidoscope that is being with you.
[image id: a four-page comic. it is titled "immortality” after the poem by clare harner (more popularly known as “do not stand at my grave and weep”). the first page shows paleontologists digging up fossils at a dig. it reads, “do not stand at my grave and weep. i am not there. i do not sleep.” page two features several prehistoric creatures living in the wild. not featured but notable, each have modern descendants: horses, cetaceans, horsetail plants, and crocodilians. it reads, “i am a thousand winds that blow. i am the diamond glints on snow. i am the sunlight on ripened grain. i am the gentle autumn rain.” the third page shows archaeopteryx in the treetops and the skies, then a modern museum-goer reading the placard on a fossil display. it reads, “when you awaken in the morning’s hush, i am the swift uplifting rush, of quiet birds in circled flight. i am the soft stars that shine at night. do not stand at my grave and cry.” the fourth page shows a chicken in a field. it reads, “i am not there. i did not die” / end id]
a comic i made in about 15 hours for my school’s comic anthology. the theme was “evolution”
god I fuckign love ocs. my characters. my friend's characters. the characters of mutuals ive never spoken to. the characters of artists ive followed and maybe spoken to a little more. the characters of complete strangers I see in passing and think "aw that's cool". if you have ten fans I am one if you have one fan it is me etc etc. I love you
I think it's sad that most people always think of bottlenoses as the "classic dolphin" since its the one that's always used for shows, and always think of dolphins as just straight grey when in reality there's so many varieties with so many different amazing patterns
Look at the common dolphin! They have a gorgeous X pattern and even some dull yellow/gold!!
Hourglass dolphins have gorgeous white streaks
Spinner dolphins have really pretty banding as well, AND they have a really sleek cute silhouette!
The atlantic spotted dolphin!!! Theyre spotted!!!!!!
and the pantropical spotted too!!
Dusky dolphins have a gorgeous airbrush look going on like straight out of a 2000s fantasy illustration
Striped dolphins sure have stripes!! How cool!!
And these I've shown you aren't even all of them at all, there are so many of them:
There's so so so many different types of dolphins people dont know about this isnt even all of them and some are SO gorgeous and underrated because people just dont know they exist so I'm here to fix that
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i turn 24 today. To celebrate, I made this comic to be a spiritual successor to lead balloon, a comic in which I talked about the darkest period of my life so far.
A lot has changed since my 23rd birthday and this one. My priorities have shifted a lot, in ways that I think are mostly good. But i think the best part about today is that suicide has gone back to being a far away notion. I'm really lucky, and I'm grateful for that.