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[4rianagrande]

i hope u find someone that mindlessly plays with your hands and lightly strokes your legs and massages your back and plays with your hair and i hope that u feel like you’re home when u look at them

[danisnotonfires]

[tessie-the-bee]

My naym is dog My frend is smol He dose not fetch Or thro the ball But I not chays Or bite like cat Insted I’m kind I lyk the rat

My naym is rat And this caynine He show me how to have good tyme I stand up tall Upon my toes I stretch my tung I lyk his nose

[liftedandgiftedd]

reading that made me smile

[coleitaday-deactivated20230421]

can this edit be ever more accurate?

[misslane]

[girlandgeese]

Note to self

Stop thinking: “I’m not talented enough to execute this concept.” Start thinking: “I’m going to be a stronger artist when I’ve finished this piece.”

[404youbroketheinternet]

This is a fixed mindset vs. a growth mindset.

Your abilities are not static, and any challenges you have, anything that turns out different from how you imagined, is not evidence of failure, just a struggle towards improvement.

[nohovictor]

This made me cry I needed this so bad right now. Thank you.

[magpiefngrl]

I'm not sure what book asks you have done, so please pick one you would like to answer that hasn't been asked already and tell me about booooooooks <3

Oh, thank you, lovely! <3

10. One of your favourite authors

One of the authors I adore is Toni Morrison. I was lucky enough to read some of her books at uni and I’ll forever be grateful for the professors who included her in the syllabus. Her prose sings, and she’s not afraid to deal with some harrowing topics. Beloved is her most famous work, I think, but I loved The Bluest Eye the most (”Nuns go by as quiet as lust, and drunken men with sober eyes sing in the lobby of the Greek hotel.” -> what a stunning sentence). 

This reminds me that I have a book of hers at home that I haven’t read yet.

She’s also an all-round incredible person:

Thanks for asking!

[trydynamite]

[3lzyx]

[landrykilledyetanotherguy-blog]

[i-feel-fantastic-deactivated202]

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

THAT IS MY LITERAL FANTASY

[kate--beckett]

#once again #no context needed  111/365 days of caskett

[woolgrill]

[missmaclay]

[alexia-iris]

[shirlynmerlin]

My number one pet peeve is when someone looks down on fanfiction just because the only thing you probably have to compare to it is 50 shades of grey. Like get the fuck out my face with all that. I have read amazing fanfics. Ones that have touched my fucking soul. Ones that have made me sob in the middle of the night & laugh so hard i couldn't breathe. Not all fanfic is good. That's for sure. & fuck knows most of them are incomplete. But when you find a good one. Like a really fucking good one, that shit will fucking resonate with you for a long time.

[bahtmun-deactivated20240623]

Have any of your friendships ever ended because you were always the first one to talk to someone and one day you stopped to see if they would talk to you first and they never did so you just stopped talking to each other?

[vam-pire-les-tat]

Hey so I see this post a lot on my dash, and so I’m gonna take this moment to say something about it. When you are always the one initiating contact or hangouts with your friends, then it sets up a certain expected dynamic between the two of you. And so when you stop contacting them, they may be so used to you being the one who reaches out that when you don’t, they’ll assume it’s just because you’re busy. Or because you no longer want to hang out with /them/. So instead of just cutting off contact, talk to your friends. Let them know that you feel like you’re the one always making plans. You’ll be surprised at the number of them willing to make a change to help you feel more appreciated and loved. People can’t read minds. If you don’t tell them what you need or how you feel, then they’ll never know.

[karadin]

reblog for littlebrotherjack reply

[badsciencejokes]

…I almost killed myself

I put on my sunglasses, to hide my swollen eyes, over my tears. I cried all my makeup off. Went inside to have a milkshake. I don’t know why. I wanted something to drink as I figured out what I would do. I got a soda and a milkshake. Medium. The cashier looked at me and with a line around the corner of the counter he rushed away from the counter “Hold on “ he yelled to a coworker.

I filled my soda and went back and saw him looking all over. I go up and he gets close and says “I made it a large”.

That was seriously enough for me not to do it. His kindness. Someone went out of their way and as I went back in my car to cry I realized I could muster through a few other days. A few more weeks. Then I came down from that panicky high of anxiety, depression, and pain. I finished my shake. And it was enough time to let me feel better. I… I’m alive. I’ll make it through.

Try and be nice today. Tomorrow. Something as much as a smile. It helped so much.

Thank you man at McDonalds.

The milkshake saved my life

[blackheartseverywhere]

I hope you all can read this and remember to be kind

[the-quiet-priestess]

The smallest of gestures can save a life. My Mum answered her phone when I called and I am alive today because of that.

[badsciencejokes]

I’m glad you’re here.

It’s a phone call, a milkshake, a friend.

[badsciencejokes]

I feel like I shouldn’t keep reblogging this but when I do more people see what kindness can do…. I don’t know. Love everyone as yourself.

[nunyabizni]

Nah, keep rebloging it. It gives hope.

[evilerthanthou]

walked sobbing around a city once wearing a summer dress in mid-september thunder and rain. basically dragged myself into LUSH as the smell of the store always made me smile. the shop was empty and dead due to the weather, just this blonde short woman behind the counter who smiled at me. i stared at her feet and asked ‘do you have anything for people who are scared a lot?’ (i was so out of it i had no clue). she showed me two bath bombs, one pink and one blue, and said both were good - i chose the pink, paid for it and left. i then sat at a bus stop clutching the LUSH bag in one arm and my prescription meds in the other - i’d lied and ordered a refill so i could just drift away with sleeping pills. when the bus arrived and i was out of the rain, i decided to have another look at my bath bomb, smell it and what not. opened my bag and saw she’d put the blue one in there for me as well and written on the receipt ‘feel better soon :) hope you like x’. 

no one had ever been so selflessly kind to me before, i didn’t know what to do with it except hang around long enough to use the other bath bomb. 

[maggie-stiefvater-deactivated20]

Actually I’m going to reblog this again because of the truth of the inverse: think of any time you have been casually cruel or petty to someone for humor or because you weren’t in a great mood. 

The power of small gestures goes both ways.

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