Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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Mike Driver
cherry valley forever

Love Begins
Sweet Seals For You, Always
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

blake kathryn
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will byers stan first human second
occasionally subtle
taylor price
almost home
YOU ARE THE REASON

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Sade Olutola
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@dulocsfirstlady
Sweet bby
The sweetest bby!
Rapunzel ☆
North Tushino Park, Moscow by Anastasia Mazureva
Fontainebleau State Park, Louisiana by Lana Gramlich
tamara ralph
Finished a new piece. I think it speaks to my state of mind. Notice the fine details. :)
Girl photographed by Hugh Magnum c. 1909
Magnum’s photographs are notable for their informality, which was unusual for the period. I just adore the series of this girl, she’s such a beauty.
i highly recommend for women and girls to be intellectually curious and difficult to shame
That post about 30 year old coming of age stories?
I’ve been thinking about it all morning. What would the plot points be for that? What makes a 30 year old coming of age story?
Old folks sound off in the comments
A few ideas:
Burying a parent that never encouraged independence
Acknowledging a trauma you've spent your life ignoring
Finally opening yourself up to a truly mutual, non-transactional relationship (platonic or romantic)
Leaving a community (religious or otherwise) that has kept you from growing
Obtaining a diagnosis for a health condition (mental or physical) and finally getting treatment and recontextualizing your life.
Student loan forgiveness kicking in, suddenly you can afford to live. That one small change snowballs into something big.
Starting over after the end of The Big Relationship you thought would define your life. Engaging in a new hobby/social group that adds context to how small life felt in that relationship.
You find yourself with a pet you have to care for, which teaches you to care for yourself.
You take a class somewhere that unlocks skills you didn't know you had.
In limbo between leaving the job that used your degree and finding the job you know you actually want—either your "calling" or something that pays well, is low-stress, and you will be treated well.
You've settled the wild and restless needs of your youth, as well as the mistakes you made or opportunities you missed, and you realize the first 30yrs were training wheels. Your real life is just starting.
Wishes; Dreams
[Caption: I hope you believe that you can still make a beautiful life for yourself even if you lost many years of it to grief, or darkness, or a would that wouldn't close.]
El Paso Herald, Texas, January 31, 1928
write for yourself. put your fantasies on paper. no one knows what you are writing. no one knows what's in your head. no one is going to write it for you. if you don't write down your ideas they will disappear. if you are too scared to write your thoughts then don't write, try something different. if writing is the only way, get to writing. no one else's opinion matters. no one else's opinion will ever matter
this isn't about sharing or posting your work, btw. this is just about writing it at all. BUT for things you've written and are proud of enough to want to share....someone is waiting for your story. your rarepair. your bizarre self-insert oc. your "cringe" obsessions. someone out there wants to find it and go "yyeeesssssssss thissssssss! finally!"
and even if your thing is so niche it's only that one person, you just made their day, in fact it's highly likely they will replay your story in their head for years. stories i didn't even like come back to me at random times because i learned something from them or they evoked an important emotion. sometimes they just used a word in a way that stood out to me and years later i'm using that word that way.
you never know! you cannot imagine how much someone might want to read your ideas! hell, they don't even know until they read it!