Some lovers were never lovers, they were only nicotine laced toxic. A former smoker may long for the feeling of a cigarette between his lips every now and then. Does this mean he is in love with cigarettes? No. This is not love. There’s a difference between love and unhealthy addictions. Love does not kill you. Love does not darken the color of your internal organs. Love does not make it hard to breathe.
Remember, this when you crave to hear the voice of someone who once suffocated your lively heart; there is a difference between love and nicotine.” — Hannah Sofia Ghani, Love & Nicotine (via hannahsofia)
just want to be making things all the time.. huge drawings… zines… taking photos of other people.. collaborating.. putting on shows.. I WANT TO DO STUFF AND I WANT TO BE SURROUNDED BY PEOPLE WHO WANT TO DO THE SAME
Forever drawing moon-like things.
I think the first sentences I learned in Spanish were things like “The chair is red” or “I like the cat” but nooooo, Latin is like “HE OPPRESSES ME WITH CRUEL CHAINS” and I’m like woah this is chapter two calm down Wheelock.
talk street magic to me
drawing power from the metro lines
illusionists busking illegally, shimmering lights disintegrating as they run
plant mages tending tiny rooftop and windowbox gardens
elementary kids learning basic sigils on the playground
To celebrate all my new followers I’m having a zine give away this week!
So if you want a copy of my medieval tropes zine all you have to do is to follow this blog and reblog this post! I’ll be giving away 5 copies of this zine, so there will be 5 winners on this.
The result will be announced next friday, august 15h.