english isnt my first language btw so when u read my posts in ur head I want u to mispronounce at least one word in it and add a really heavy accent

because adam practiced at many things, adam was good at many things, but this – what was it even called? scrying, sensing, magic, magic, magic. he was not only good at it, but he longed for it, wanted it, loved it in a way that nearly overwhelmed him with gratitude. he had not known that he could love, not really. gansey and he had fought about it, once – gansey had said, with disgust, stop saying privilege. love isn’t privilege. but gansey had always had love, had always been capable of love. now that adam had discovered this feeling in himself, he was more certain than ever that he was right. need was adam’s baseline, his resting pulse. love was a privilege. adam was privileged; he did not want to give it up. he wanted to remember again and again how it felt.

happy birthday, @wespers 🤍🪐

Which path should he choose?

The path of the warrior, the path of the scholar, or the path of the artist?

Just a reminder that Vincent van Gogh did not eat yellow paint to make himself feel happy, he ate paint, and drank different chemicals because he was suicidal and this is why he was not allowed in his studio while having breakdowns. He also did not paint starry night and his other great works because he was depressed, he painted most of them while he was in recovery and demonstrated his hopefulness and love of the world through this. Most of his great works were painted from his room at a hospital. Van Gogh’s depression should not be glorified. His hope and effort toward a better life, as well as his recovery from depression should be glorified.