“May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness. I hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you’re wonderful, and don’t forget to make some art — write or draw or build or sing or live as only you can. And I hope, somewhere in the next year, you surprise yourself.”—
i don’t know about english, but… perhaps the word “saudade” fits what you mean? :3 en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sa…
It’s not quite that. I’m familiar with Suadade :)
It’s just this feeling like I can feel this shift happening in me, like some sort of metamorphosis at the risk of sounding entirely too flowery. I’m happy, I’m thrilled actually but I’m also kind of restless it feel like I need to mark it somehow, like I’m waiting for some kind of event to cement to myself that I’m a different person.
None of that made any sort of sense and I apologize. But thank you for trying to help :3
“A mermaid found a swimming lad, picked him for her own, pressed her body to his body, laughed and plunged down; forgot in cruel happiness that even lovers drown.”—William Butler Yeats, The Mermaid (via seabois)
Alright I’m feeling really giving and in the spirit of the season and I have a lot (and I mean /A LOT/) of fleece still, so I figure why not do something sweet for this fandom I have grown to love and care so much for uwu!! SO I giving out a CUSTOM MADE SCALEMATE! So…