Like 99% of the people I know IRL are either assholes or are turning into assholes? It’s pretty hilarious actually.
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When my art was stolen, I got the post reported, and it was taken down. Don’t worry, it doesn’t just take down the sources post, but it takes down all the reblogged posts too.
Please give this a reblog, many artists out there may not know this is here.
And remember, ask permission before sharing, or don’t post it.
I put eggnog in my chai tea.. needless to say, I’m in heaven.
You know what’s great? Finally having a friend IRL that I can initiate a conversation with either in person or by text/messaging on social media without feeling like the most annoying person on earth. And it’s even better when you never thought you could be friends with this person.. I’ve known this girl for 2 years and I never saw myself being friends with her, we were too different, but we’ve both changed and get along great now, better than I get along with any of my other friends.. people are so different, I’ve thought I had the best friends already, but with her it’s easier, I don’t have to try so hard. The more people you spend time with, the more you start to notice how different you feel with each person, the more you start to notice what an actual connection feels like, you even learn more about yourself, how different people seem to unlock certain parts of you, deeper parts of you. You learn what unlocks your heart, your joy.
I just lovelovelove having someone I can talk to whenever or hang out with and be boring with and not feel crushed by anxiety every second as I do with most people I know. This is new for me.
tell me the story
about how my homie
loved getting dat ass so much
he dougied every night at the club
to let her see his swagalicious moves
bc I suck and can’t seem to write anymore, you can have selfies of my cat, Bob and I atm.
Sparks of liveliness:
- when I realized I was waiting for you to pick me up and it seemed like a dream that I would be with you in a matter of minutes.
- when my hand touched yours when I buckled my seatbelt.
- when my arm rested against yours in the car.
- when I got to walk into and around places by your side.
- when we pointed out ugly but cute sweaters to each other.
- when you planted a smile on my face and I buried my mouth in my hands and watered it with my sweaty palms. (its part of the garden in my heart now, as is each smile you give to me)
- when I realized I didn’t have to try as hard as I normally do to get your attention, because there was no one else with us. I had your full attention. I had you for a couple of hours.
Sparks of numbness:
- when I couldn’t kiss you hello
- when I couldn’t hold your hand in the parking lots.
- when you drove me home.
- when I couldn’t go home with you.
- when I couldn’t kiss you goodbye.
So today, boy IRL asked me if I wanted to go thrifting with him and I had like 3 heart attacks it was so lovely and I was in shock and smiley and on cloud nine the whole time but it also made me sad when he dropped me off because no I want to be with you all the time it’s not fair and why did it take you so many months to ask me to hang out alone again, you do nothing but confuse me. I guess I’ll take it.. I feel so lucky to have had him to myself for a couple of hours, but I’m confused. Why so many mixed signals why are boys and life so confusing.
shout out to girls with harsh voices and boys with fat thighs and to people who dont like a tv show but will still watch it with a good attitude if their friend wants to watch it and shout out to people who only rarely talk to their pets in baby voices and also to people who laugh at their own jokes and people who draw angry eyebrows on billboards i love you all
The sun stole my mouth this morning. Swiped my frown and burned it up, replaced it with a gentle smile.
Today, I went to my best friend’s house and she got me talking about some deep stuff I’ve been dealing with and I told her how much I wish I were better at speaking out loud and not being so afraid of my voice, so she suggested that we each take turns reading a lovely book aloud. I was nervous and didn’t want to because I stutter and overall do not speak well, it’s terrible, but it got easier and I got less intimidated and honestly, I feel a difference in confidence already. She listened and encouraged me the whole time. I’ve been meaning to start reading out loud, (poetry anyway) but the idea scared me shitless.. she’s a master at getting me out of my comfort zone, and it takes SO much to do that, and I just love her for it. Small steps. Small steps.
Today was a lovely day.