OVER//DOSE

enchantedpersephone:

“Holding you is difficult today; You feel sharp and jagged, all shoulder blades and elbows. How I would love to round your edges… To make you smooth in my rock tumbler heart.”

— Miniseries “Keep Breathing” (on Netflix)

smiles-advice:

maybe you’re not up to having a good day, so just have a day.

stay alive, wake up, breathe. eat and drink and rest.

just exist.

have a day.

duckdotcom:

duckdotcom:

a sniper sends a bullet straight through my skull but I break my false tooth and release the power of my secret quartz crystal to heal me instantly

we continue this in a drawn out comedic sequence of escalating events that ends with us running out of teeth to break concealed resources out of. we part ways in a bitter stalemate and then awkwardly bump into each other at the dentist later that week

the-haiku-bot:

aturinfortheworse:

aturinfortheworse:

I’ve been thinking about how, when you’re little, you’re surrounded by adults who adore you, who you’re never going to remember.

I don’t mean like your parents and stuff, but like — I work in after school care, and I’m forever meeting five and six year olds who seem like the most incredible people on earth. Kids who painstakingly explain the rules of handball, kids who ask me to help them colour in, kids who feel really deeply wounded by a classmate’s behaviour, just an endless stream of them.

Or like my friends’ kids who I’ve babysat once or twice. A kid who played with me in a creek, a kid whose mannerisms are etched in my mind. Cousins’ babies who I held for a while. Even just stranger’s babies in shops who stare at me the way babies do.

One of my best friends has an online friend who’s recently had a baby, and he tells me - someone who doesn’t know the friend’s name even - about that baby having their first bath. Because that’s the kind of love and excitement that little children inspire.

None of these children will remember me.

I literally don’t have a greater point here, it’s just blowing my mind to think about how much love is directed towards people who can’t remember any of us. They can maybe, I guess, if everything goes well, remember the feeling of safety that ought to go with that love.

My cousin had a baby a while back and I visited her, recently, and she had a nap while I ended up holding the baby. This like, two month old baby. She can’t even smile yet. I do not have a lot of experience with infants - my mum had to show me how to hold the baby, and she cried a fair bit until we found a system that worked.

And then she slept in my arms, resting on my chest, for two or three hours.

It was at least an hour before I even thought about doing something else. Holding a sleeping baby, it turns out, can be a completely absorbing activity, even if you have ADHD. (Baby also enjoys the inherent leg-bouncing that comes with the ADHD.)

Now I can’t stop thinking about how when that kid is five or six she’s gonna run into me at Christmas lunch or some such event and - even if I see her on every holiday between now and then - I will basically be a stranger to her. But to me she will have the starring role in a memory I’m gonna treasure probably forever.

I can’t stop thinking about all the aunts and uncles and family friends and second cousins once removed that I was routinely introduced to at Christmas lunches or weddings or funerals, who would say “You’re so tall! Has it been that long? You probably don’t remember me haha.”

and how im gonna be saying the exact same thing very soon

And then she slept in

my arms, resting on my chest,

for two or three hours.

Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.

whumpypepsigal:

The Recruit s01e08: “Just breathe.”

whumpypepsigal:

The Recruit s01e01: “Okay. Get some sleep.”

julibernardo:

julibernardo:

Today Ukraine celebrates Day of Dignity and Freedom.

21st November 2004 - Orange Revolution started.

21st November 2013 - Revolution of Dignity (Euromaidan) started.

On this day today, during russian full scale invasion, we’re all sure, more that ever, that all of it has been worth it and the fight for free, democratic Ukraine that continues now, is the most important thing we’ll ever do in our lives.

They weren’t able to take away our dignity and now they won’t be able to take away our freedom. Everything will be Ukraine.

Слава Україні!

Also a friendly reminder that Netflix has very decent documentary on Ukrainian Revolution of Dignity, so you might want to check it out. They even released it for free on youtube, so nothing should stop you now