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“i looked upon the sea, it was to be my grave” lore_bug on twt. they/any prns, 27
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finally read giovanni’s room. david’s inner turmoil was written beautifully. baldwin’s prose is so buttery

should start using tumblr as my dumb little thought dump on books & perfume again. something so freeing about posting into the void… void of pressure, etc

thinking about how when i was 16 i watched Her (2013) with my mormon neighbor and my mom bc he couldn’t be alone in a room with a girl

it’s me and the frenshe palo santo sage body lotion against the world

finishing up row tomorrow

anxiety retreating into a tome

the race to space begins

a lil candle haul 🕯️ think i found a new staple candle… forage. smells like digging around in the garden, hands dirtied with soil

read so much today i feel renewed

had the most delicious bacon, mushroom & brie burger for dinner

woke up & he was staring at me

Redraw of Oskar Zwintscher's "Portrait with Yellow Daffodils" (now orange)

grief hitting on a monday is actually cruel

feel like a slug in every way today. formless and tired deep in my muscles

Other shots of the beautiful white-lined dirona (Dirona albolineata) in my profile picture. It was about 3 inches long and was perched on some very dark kelp making for a nice photo op. 🦑 #nudibranch

came out of the library with only one book where is my around of applause

me & @bugjelly.bsky.social

found a strat game buried in the sands at the beach.. this one gave me pause

no motivation to post anywhere i am either really depressed or healing my social media addiction

can’t wait for spring. tired of being cold

life is beautiful with the promise of prime rib at the end of the day

me following the scent trail of prime rib to the tap house every friday night

sprayed myself with beaver i feel a shift in the wind

resuming my stupid sad chungus walks i’ve been so depressed i need energy and dopamine i can’t live in a pile of blankets

had a dream i ripped off the cover of foreigner and woke up in a panicked sweat. some of my stress dreams are so unserious

this weeks rotation: slow world & papier

life is beautiful glug posting is back

stanced up dementia style

nina mazursky</3

this weeks rotation

the internalized scream i scrumpt… eating my hands

succumbed and bought glossier you in 8ml

back to normal. sobbing until you form a headache heals the soul

noon activities: sobbing to keaton henson youtu.be/mHzpc8chXJ0?...