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Dinosaur raptor thoughts with purpose and no direction
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‪For a moment, you could see right through me.
See right through me.
Help me make this right!

Look at all of those skeletons running from their closets

Get them in the light!! 💚
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Salt Flats
February 11, 2026 at 5:11 PM
Greater than the sum of her farts :D
February 11, 2026 at 10:53 PM
Ough those are some good kisses goodnight. Click-clack my claws on my ribs dreamily. Let the waves ripple the mane. Lean the beak into a shoulder. Nice to be so content...
February 11, 2026 at 10:11 PM
I'd rather you believe me pathetic than egotistical. My pride doesn't need to be believed by anyone but me. I shine my grin for you with it without you knowing, because I'm looking in a mirror. I'm actually an egotist, yet I don't care what size you think my footprints are. I could float on a cloud!
February 11, 2026 at 1:54 PM
The great meat loaf peace treaty of February 9th brought many parties to the table.
February 11, 2026 at 2:37 AM
Read.
February 9, 2026 at 5:49 AM
Bird fought back 'I am better than you' out of a desire to be loved and understood so deep they leveled validity against themself and landed.

But no great or benevolent thing wandered there. Nor did being on the ground make a difference. Fucking stupid retrospect. Fuck your expects. That, I resent.
February 9, 2026 at 4:11 AM
Less permissive, more expectant. Lip curled. Let them resent selfishly when the ladle doesn't tilt. Let them be as vast as they expect of me. Emotional misers have begotten this. I've been listening to one starve for 40 years. I don't pity it. It's too tiring to pity all the time.
February 9, 2026 at 3:37 AM
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February 7, 2026 at 4:49 PM
Can you even enjoy it? I don't think you can. Or you never learned. I've never seen you. You don't let yourself.
February 9, 2026 at 2:55 AM
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I have work to do but...
February 6, 2026 at 10:49 PM
Sue: A skill to see when that which tugs your emotions is actually a fishhook; something I gaze back at my 20s and see how few people saw this. I saw fish nibbling and I told them 'Wait, you shouldn't bite that' and they smiled coyly and said 'But I want to.' They scowled and said 'But I WANT to!!!'
February 7, 2026 at 12:23 AM
I want to gaze upon them in reverence again some day. I didn't appreciate them back then.
February 6, 2026 at 1:06 PM
I don't know which is true. Maybe we're tended and safe. Maybe we are ethereal. Maybe we burn as I go. Not all three, not any of the three. Defying analogy. No firefly or will o wisp. Nonbinary in this as well.

Blending with Sue and
Seaslug is so fun. Poetic and ponderous. 💚
February 5, 2026 at 12:02 PM
Oh, how Sue hates with the deepest despair of longing, the glass between that they create or that they cannot change, no matter how hard they try.
February 5, 2026 at 4:28 AM
Used to scowls and cruelty and platitudes and insufficiency. Always present is the glass between the viewport. It's not you whose vision changes. It's Seaslug's. You must touch the glass with sympathy for how they must always view you. To beheld in the minds eye. The lens that warps only one way.
February 5, 2026 at 4:12 AM
Must Sue dictate reality again, lest careless hands scribble all over us? Kicking and flapping. Afraid.
February 3, 2026 at 2:24 PM
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Hecktor carefully getting some cactus fruit

[ #art #oc #watercolor ]
February 1, 2026 at 11:25 PM
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Sorcerer Raptor

- #anothermatty_art #furry
February 1, 2026 at 7:36 PM
Ugh why bother to SPEAK uninvited unproven untolerated uncared unthinking! Why all this BURDEN! Let them prove it or go away!
February 2, 2026 at 9:10 AM
Yes, we ARE full of the milk of human MRIndness. But we lack electromagnets, unlike the uneaten rich. I am not shirking, I am disconnected from the power grid and lacking a military. But you know who isn't...
February 1, 2026 at 1:22 PM
One time we cut our face while shaving and bled beautifully.

And at that moment, our reflection thought of the people it knew, who saw themselves as more beautiful than others for something in themselves only processed- manufactured-consumed. Who were insular, cave-bound, and not beautiful at all.
January 31, 2026 at 3:10 AM
It is sad to be exemplified for being what is missing, but wanted. I'll vanish someday...
January 28, 2026 at 9:45 AM
They are like children. Oh little twigs. Barely sprouting. Seeing how they are proud to misbehave with one toy in confidence, many of them not at all. They are nowhere near me, not realized unrefracting. Misbehavior as only fun when breaking the rule is naughty, when there should be

no rule at all.
January 28, 2026 at 9:39 AM
"As I Live And Breathe" is Sue's oracle name. You have to call them that when they appear to give you a prophecy.
January 27, 2026 at 8:49 AM