we need to kill all forms of self deprecating humor in 2022. literally eradicate that shit
i’m serious the amount of damage that the half jokey “i-i’m trash and bad at everything hshshshshsj!” mindset has done to the minds of vulnerable mentally ill young people especially young kids and teenagers should be considered a federal crime i think. whoever decided that state of mind is Quirky and Ideal and relatable to spread to impressionable people should be guillotined and gnawed on. no more
i am big and strong and immortal and also funny and good at art and also the smartest person alive i am the secret ingredient to a good day
Saying no has always been incredibly difficult for me. I’m the kind of person that wants to be helpful and help others meet their own needs. However, because I was so determined to help others that I put my own needs on the back burner. I think it is so important to learn to say no more. Stop taking on more if I genuinely don’t have the time. If I don’t have the time then why am I overcommitting…
Daily reminder to be kind and considerate to those you follow or see on your dash!
I’d like to say once more to be kind and considerate to those you interact with on the dash! You never know what sorts of things they are going through right now. So keep in mind to tag things they ask to be tagged for their sake and do more than just be a passing by reader! Spread kindness to those that need it! If someone is having a bad day or is wanting asks or things tossed their way to help them feel better do it! Ask them about their muses and ocs! Tell them how much you love seeing them on the dash!
SPREAD THAT LOVE AND POSITIVTY!
Some may only have tumblr as their only means to escape from what’s bothering them so do what you can to make their time here better!
Be kind and courteous to those on here like you would with people in real life! After all we are all people too!
February being the month to go back in history and shine light to those that helped bring more rights to the black community I’d like to take the time and say that even to this day there are rights still being fought for for the black community.
For the black rpc I’d like to thank you all for your not only amazing writing but your portrayals of your muses. It’s sometimes hard to write in the rpc I know as there’s still racism that happens and those that might not know better. For that we nonblack muns should do our part to help snuff out such hate from a community that should be bringing people together and having fun as well as educate those that might want to help support the community and as well as give more representation.
Support black muns not just for this month, but for all the months and years to come.
it’s okay to be tired if even you didn’t do anything to “earn” it. when you’re tired, you’re tired. you don’t need to justify to other people what you “did” to feel run down
Giveyourselftime. If it takes longer for you to do everyday things, it’s okay. if you need longer to make a decision, it’s okay as well. if it takes longer for you to get out of bed or to gather motivation to do things, it is okay. please do not rush yourself, please do not feel bad because others need less time than you do, it is okay. you decide how much time you need and you set the pace. and guess what? that is totally okay. Giveyourselftime.♡
Don’t get caught in the need to be massively liked the first time you hit ‘post’ because I think it’s toxic to your creativity. Reblog multiple times, don’t feel you’re bothering people because some may not have seen things.
I’m a mixture of: always assumes that something bad will happen if I break my routine AND growing up in the poor rural countryside not ever being able to break the routines.
Anyways, I swam alone in a body of water for the first time and it was amazing. 10/10 would recommend. Last summer I drove to a swimming hall for the first time in my life and it was amazing. My inner child is very happy atm. I finally feel the freedom and happiness my peers felt during summers, it is never too late!
shout out to lesbians who are men in some way! demiboy lesbians, masculenby lesbians, genderfluid lesbians, bigender lesbians, nonbinary men lesbians, agender man lesbians, transmasc lesbians, trans men lesbians, lesbians who are on the edge between or are both butch and trans men, lesboys, lesbians who are also gay men, and any other variety of lesbians who fall under this!
your complex gender and orientation identity is something to be celebrated, and youre a shining example of what being queer is all about- proudly being uniquely yourself and breaking out of the bounds of societal norms! were queer and were not here to be easily digestable to others or water ourselves down, were here to unabashedly be ourselves and make others get used to it, were not going anywhere!
I love female fags, male dykes, trans mtftms and ftmtfs. I adore genderqueer genderfreaks who fuck gender and hug eachother. A kiss to every bi lesbian, every asexual lesbian, every mspec gay guy married to his beard who he’s in love with. A smile and a nod to all the incomprehensible degenerates who are holding hands when they get pelted with rocks on the street for being visible and a menace to society. I pour one out for all the faggot dykes, femme butches, agender aromatic asexuals, high femmes and stone butches. This one goes out to the freaks of nature who queer queerness and are left to martyrdom by those who should love them, you are loved by me.
Sometimes you have to surround yourself with absolutely positive things: cute plushies, motivational quotes, relaxing music, comfortable blankets, a funny show, talk to people to have a laugh, nice food, see some memes, so we can remember to feel grateful, so we can remember that there are still good things out there and that life is indeed worth living and fighting for, so you can have all these precious little moments and things even when they seem fleeting. Remember to enjoy something today just for the sake of being a little happier for a moment. It might restore your faith in the world a little and nurture your strength. Allow yourself to recharge.
When you fall in love with someone, their name becomes the most beautiful name in the world; their words become the most interesting words you have ever heard; their beauty becomes the only thing you see; and their wellbeing becomes the most important thing in your life. So, what if you fell in love with yourself, darling?
Repeat after me: it doesn’t have to be perfect. It has to be written.
When fear of the blank page has you in a headlock, break it down, simplify it. Write one sentence. Then another.
It doesn’t have to be perfect. It has to be written.
One sentence can be enough. One paragraph is wonderful.
Thinking of the block is the horrible thing. A sentence now and again can lead to a plot idea and suddenly you are writing pages again.
I have days where I cannot be bothered to write. I have to force myself to write a sentence or two. Soon the paragraphs are flowing. I am writing things as I do not want to forget them.
A few paragraphs then and an hour later a sentence, a paragraph, a page.
