life is complicated and love is messy. friendships are relationships are friendships. all we can do is try to support each other, and when it's women supporting women, we can heal incredible pain and do amazing things.

Letterpress prints from September. Words to repeat / live by / use as incantations / recenter with / remind ourselves of our guiding principles. Made with love, rage, grief, defiance - all the things. I'll have these & more at Elm City Small Press Fest tomorrow in Waterville from 11am-4pm! 🥖🥖🥖 & 🌹🌹🌹

my son sent pictures from college ✨️

Jeff Bourgeau

made thing. imagine the biggest, best solutions you can.

Okay Monday! I’m ready! Come!

Ruben Natal

you must not look at me until I get into the water

I dunno maybe we could get together later and sob for a little while y'know for funsies

i need a crying cave* overlooking the sea *a cave where i can go to cry

Well well well, light up the horizon of my soul why don’t you

I wonder if it’s like too dramatic to scrimshaw all the reasons I love you on the bones of your enemies

Idk how the fuck they did it, but Dreams by The Cranberries feels like your Crush givin you a kiss on The Last Day of School whenever it comes on

The next few months I'm going to be all about coziness. Soft pj's, fuzzy blankets, lit fireplace, hot cocoa, strung up lights. Cozy is my favorite feeling. 🥰

The summer after grade 9 I was working in Biggar Saskatchewan and it was close enough to get FM radio from Saskatoon and I heard new music for the first time in my life time. And have to say that was one of the most important summers of my life

I discovered, today, that the sun is still there. I discovered, tonight, that the stars are too. Whew.

If you learn anything about these times we are living in: 1) love your kids (tell them) 2) love your friends (tell them) 3) love your person (tell them)

There should be some leeway on posts written while high. The truth is, they seemed perfectly logical and hysterical at the time they were posted.

Be kind. You don't know who is on a secret mission to save your ass from total destruction

Let's harmonize.

Your ocean or mine?

I need to walk in the forest and listen to the trees.

It’s been a long day, pass the cursed amulet

In the depths of the forgotten forest, as the sun shines through the canopy, I lay there sexting

One day you’re doing blow off a Requiem for a dream dvd case, then you blink and find yourself pruning tomatoes and identifying bird calls

foraging my mind for the good stuff *happy thoughts

the wind kissing the leaves as they dance down the sidewalk

melancholy and the infinite madness

oh hey i was just thinking about you 🤍

my son sent pictures from college ✨️

the sun hatches, cracks, and breaks upon a hilltop, spilling runny yolk rays down its slopes and peaks

Some of us are pissed off at the world, some of us bitch and moan about people who are pissed off, and some of us watch the sugar cube dissolve and sip absinthe until we have fever dreams about Christina Hendricks

Someone in the building next door has locked himself out on his balcony (no idea how) and one of his neighbours threw up some sort of thin rope, he caught it and let it unravel, she tied a grocery bag with food/drink to the rope and he pulled it up and it was the sweetest thing I've seen in ages 🥺🥰

My son was in a car accident. Broke his leg, his wrist and two ribs. When we got home he looked at me and said mom, I’m good, I love you and I have at least six weeks until I have to unload the dishwasher again lol.

As the mom of a 15 year old daughter, if you're an adult and have an attraction to my kid or you look or behave like you have any interest or thoughts about acting on it, I won't be afraid to end you. I don't care what kind of "philia" you want to call it. She's a child

this is the way

My own personal aurora borealis Charged particles

This old windmill used to make the most beautiful dark ambient music, especially early in the morning or late evening with a slight breeze. Screeching squealing like a sirens call Missing her blades now she is silenced

From a mountain bike ride I did a couple years ago in Nisene Marks near Santa Cruz. I've been riding by this beauty for many years.

like you want to see anymore of my trip stuff, but my old ass climbed up that

30 seconds of bird bliss, if you like that sort of thing, I guess

I fear if I have a crush on one of you, I have a crush on all of you, and that’s just a bit weird, innit?

turns out i don’t quit bad habits so much as shuffle them around a little

oops, woke up and chose appalling again

if you’re high they’re high, share the snacks

Rough hands, soft heart, please.

we aren't getting pizza so she's singing "Hard Knock Life"

Launched the damned alarm across the yard...possibly towards the neighbors with the yuge flag.

As Fall draws to a close, shitposters in their natural habitat begin stashing food and putting on weight in preparation for the cold, desolate, very-online months.

Why write something new when you can reskeet last year's anxiety attack?