hello I notice that you are attempting to access my webbed site from a phone. did you know we have an app? I will redirect you to the app store so y— oops it looks like you tried to load the webpage again, it's okay I will show you to the app sto— no, no, it's okay this happens all the time, I know you didn't really want to access the actual website on your phone, that's why we have an app! let me take you to the app store where you can download it

affirmations when opening a stuck jar:

• I am stronger than the jar
• ⁠⁠I know what left and right are
• ⁠⁠smashing the jar will make a mess
• ⁠⁠I have strong and dextrous hands
• ⁠⁠I have opened jars before and I will open jars again

sometimes you invent mind prisons for yourself for no good reason and youre like "i really like being in the mind prison" even though you dont actually like being in the mind prison

clicking not interested on something used to mean they stopped showing it to you

normal country latest

Anything that reminds me of anything makes me wanna throw up

one day i will crack my back in a way that will solve all my life problems

The last of this series — but not the end of the flower-headed nymphs.
I've been carrying this daffodil and snail vision for years, but each time I tried to draw it, it fell apart.
Daffodils mean early spring to me — their scent is magical, intoxicating, almost painful.
I see them in wet soil, soft rain, cloudy skies. My springs were never bright and warm — always a little gloomy, almost melancholy. And this nymph grew from that feeling.

Artwork from 2025