joy (feat. our two youngest kitties)
i wake up thirsty and i think of palestine. i go to the doctor’s office and i think of palestine. a sign in the corner of the waiting room says ‘this is a place of healing, disruptive behavior will not be tolerated’ and i think of palestine. they probably weren’t thinking of bombs and snipers and mass graves in parking lots. i call my parents and i think of palestine. i drive to the grocery store and i think of palestine. i look at the clear blue sky and i think of palestine. i put the dishes away and i think of palestine. i feed my cat and i think of palestine. i listen to music and i think of palestine. i read poetry and i think of palestine. i text my friends and i think of palestine. i think of palestine and i think of palestine and i think of palestine
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mosque cats x
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my body is a solace for peonies
tattooed by: SeeSee Kwan (@misskwan) - Bay Area, California
re-reading my old posts and seeing how deeply I was entrenching myself in pain.
drowning myself in it because it felt like the only way to get through, to love, to exist as myself.
it didn’t have to be that way and I wish I had held my own soul with more tenderness.
words are eluding me.
some days I am floating and accepting that life holds beauty alongside challenges.
other days it feels like I being held underwater.
and still, the sun rises. the tides shift. I move.
muppethole-deactivated20240312:
the phrases “kill myself” “kill yourself” “let’s kill ourselves” are sacred because brands cannot use them. holy in the literal sense
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first post-covid painting
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yes hes my comfort character, and yes he does beat the shit out of people. he multitasks idk
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