I’m convinced that the only reason cats can’t fly is because they don’t want to. They’re close enough anyways with their flexibility and zero fall damage and their strange combo of can climb anything, can stick to anything, can fit into anything. If cats really wanted to fly, they’d find a way, and I am both terrified and curious to see how they’d do it.

me at 3 am, lying on an iceberg stretched on a picnic blanket, eating mangoes and asking the stars: how to trust people & make friends & be loved without having to reveal anything about myself ever

wear a three piece suit or a witch gown, drape yourself in chains of metal or a watch of wood, paint flower colours over yourself or illuminate every step in pure black – no matter how, just make it look like you inhabit this body.

The Oscars: everything has to be perfectly organised, elegant and sophisticated
Eurovision: burn the stage. drown them in neon lights. breathe glitter into homophobic eyes. start a war. drama is your master and you will serve

The 30th of April is Walpurgis Night where witches have met on the Brocken mountain to dance and celebrate for more than a thousand years, it is also Beltane, and the 1st of May is Walpurgis Day as well as Bonfire Night where fires are lit and danced around. So if you had trouble sleeping during that night, woke up for no reason, or found yourself drawn to look out the window or seek out lights… maybe some other world is calling for its people.

i should be studying for an exam but i also just discovered a carly rae jepsen’s call me maybe & dmx’ x gon give it to ya mashup on youtube so until further notice i am in the 16th dimension, dissolving into my atoms in a mix of alien joy and pure fear