Me.
My life. Especially when face-to-face with someone.
“I know I can’t catch you, but I can trap you.”
The Hanging Coffins of Sagada
The people of Sagada in the Philippines follow a unique burial ritual. The elderly carve their own coffins out of hollowed logs. If they are too weak or ill, their families prepare their coffins instead. The dead are placed inside their coffins (sometimes breaking their bones in the process of fitting them in), and the coffins are brought to a cave for burial.
Instead of being placed into the ground, the coffins are hung either inside the caves or on the face of the cliffs, near the hanging coffins of their ancestors. The Sagada people have been practicing such burials for over 2,000 years and some of the coffins are well over a century old.
Sometimes I wish that I truly did just write for myself, so I wouldn’t get insecure about the tiniest things people are or aren’t saying about it… or care about what people say about it, period.
I don’t mean that in the way of disregarding criticism. I mean that in the way of not caring what people say, period; of not caring about the criticism or any of the compliments. About anything.
I feel fragile when I shouldn’t, and sometimes, I just want to be apathetic so I truly won’t care.
slaughter on tenth avenue (highlights of the year 12)
by blackfox wildlife & nature imaging on Flickr (Larger)Going home from successful shopping
Fun with drawing, especially leggings. Robine Jacquel, a coyote prostitute and minor character. Her amount of kindness is as debatable as her true intentions.
Hey there! I remember we chatted about Redwall fics a while back, and that you seemed like you might be interested in some darker stuff. I just started a new story, and posted the first chapter! I'd love to know what you think, if you're interested. :D
Hey! :D It’s wonderful to hear you’re writing again, mostdelightfulhat! And I shall check out your story— in fact, you may want to go check your review inbox right now.
More Juska; CAN’T STOP ME NOW. Headcannon about how they get their complete tattoos/a snippet from one of my fanfictions, which I shamelessly have a Juska protagonist in, because that the best Redwall culture and it is my weak point, okay?
I literally have a page full of Juska headcanons— as voiced by a Juska— if the Redwall tag doesn’t mind my flooding with the finesse of a Sparra being polite.
Pimpetaleijon, my fellow tribemate, this is for you. Are the Juska the best? You’re muckin’ right they are.
Because I can’t leave a fictional culture alone to rest in peace.
Here, my fellow fans, have some hodgepodge Juska folklore about the Taggerung. It’s entirely in accented narration. I am so sorry.
