Melanie Martinez wishes she was Grimes. Grimes wishes she was Bjork. Bjork wishes she was 2 inches tall so she could go inside the computer and have a big adventure
Free piece of advice for the young people: there’s a particular type of embittered adult who will tell you that adulthood is a boring, tedious slog. They like to talk about the drudgery of middle class existence, and are for some reason particularly fixated on repetitive suburban aesthetics. These people are not your friends. Being in your 30s is better than being in your 20s, and literally everything is better than being a teenager. Don’t let boring people make you dread growing up.
Meat and dairy industries are fundamentally based on disregarding the bodily autonomy of other living beings and there is no way of reforming that.
![[ID: Four or five years ago I realized I could not remember the sound of my mother’s voice anymore—it’s sudden right? / But that was me. I had to bury her again. There’s going to come a time where I don’t remember the color of my mother’s eyes and I’ll have to bury her again. / So all I’m doing in my work—hopefully I’m not orbiting mortality—I’m not having some kind of existential temper tantrum. / I’m preparing myself for a series of ongoing burials because that’s what grief is and hopefully in doing so it’s preparing the people I love for the reality that they will have to do this for me.]](https://64.media.tumblr.com/0a93b730b2449cd24922bef0f49f023c/e116cf4fb5b71d98-ea/s1280x1920/c5c215670750406559576cd33798462c94612dae.jpg)
this is my artist rendition of puddles when she's been napping and i accidentally wake her up
