Hi! First and foremost: thank you everyone for all of the sweet messages, concerned words, and checkups! I'm doing alright, I just needed some time to think and make a decision about this blog. We all know that I can talk forever, but I'll do my best to keep this short, clear, and sweet. (too long, don’t wanna read at the end for my fellow lazy folk; dw, i got y’all–to this day)
Unfortunately, I haven't felt like my best self on this platform for a while, and I've realized it's because I started focusing on the wrong thing: making content that gets notes rather than content that I'm passionate about. See, I was out here preaching that people should care about what they write and how they write it, telling others that what matters most is that you're posting work that shows your improvement. However, I was hypocritically taking this path of comparing myself, my numerical statistics, and whatever else to other people on here–my mutuals (as of right now at least) are so talented that it's insane! Yet, I noticed I felt like I had to do better in order for my work to be worth half as much, and that's not true.
It took me a while to see that–to understand that–and now that I have? I think this is the right time for me to officially let this blog go and move on to something else (even though I'm sad and still hesitating to do so).
I've been on Tumblr for a long time, and I've been teetering the line of being here for a little too long (in my opinion). I love writing so much, I love creating stories, creating characters, creating worlds and universes...I just don't think I can do that anymore...at least not here, not on this blog, and not in this atmosphere that I've incidentally created for myself behind the scenes. Let me make this clear: you guys (my self-proclaimed children) are and always were the best part of this blog, because you all believe(d) in me...even when I didn't believe in my own capabilities. Thank you for that, genuinely.
Thank you for making me hit the milestone I once thought was impossible. Thank you for sending thousands of asks (slutty, out of pocket, and downright entertaining). Thank you for growing with me and giving me the space to grow. Thank you for keeping me in check and keeping me in the loop (since I apparently live under multiple rocks). Thank you for more than words can utter.
Thank you.
NOW, I know some of y'all are probably getting fussy about the stories I still have in progress...I mean if you're like me, and you watch certain writers closely because you love their updates...Then maybe this question has already gone through your mind: What about the stories that you [Krys] have in progress?
For those who need hope: indefinite hiatus.
For those who wanna keep it real: things collect dust for a reason.
IN MY ABSENCE PLEASE DO NOT: copy, save, plagiarize, paste, handwrite (weirdos), etc. any of my work. I know how long each piece took me, I know the weight of it not existing anymore. It is a disrespect to me to go against my wishes, and I would appreciate if people stayed in line for what I am implying here. Thank you.
Another question that some of you might have: Why can’t you keep the blog and just not write anymore?
That’s a great question, and that’s something I thought about too. The thing is, I am someone who holds onto stuff for way too long sometimes, hoarding. This blog is something I’ve held onto for years...It’s like a security blanket, but the relationship has ventured from its original path.
I’m screaming, why does this sound so dramatic LMAO–pause. Anyway, I have come to understand that I cannot grow if I do not give myself the time, the chance, and the room to do so; this blog is taking up space in a chapter that I need to close, a chapter to just look back on now–you know?
This is more than a mental health break, a hiatus, or a simple AWOL moment for me–this is me knowing that letting go of something doesn’t really mean everything’s suddenly crumbling, it just means it’s time and you’re ready to grow elsewhere. In my heart, I feel ready, and I thank you for supporting me in this decision (even though I know some of y’all are doing it begrudgingly).
I have loved being your writer, your confidant, your mutual, your queen, your grandma, your idiot, your mother (and occasional father)...but most of all, I have loved being your friend–even in the slightest capacity of acquaintance or person you know from tumblr (don’t go admitting that to people though). You are the greatest part of my time here, and there are parts of me that wouldn’t exist without your love, your humour, your steadfast manners, your out of left field comments, your everything.
Thank you for all of it–the good, the mediocre, the bad, and the incredible.
Who knows, maybe you’ll see me again and not even know it; we all know I’m a big believer in everything being connected and what’s meant to be will be. Maybe you don’t feel the same, and that’s okay!
Either way, please don’t ever forget that you’re deserving of all good things, you’ve always been deserving, my love. No one can ever take that away truth from you, and no one should ever–please remember that, even if one day you don’t remember me.
Much love, much much love goes out to you and all that you are. Take care of yourself, babes.
love always,
krys :))
TOO LONG. DON'T WANNA READ: Your girl's got some growing to do, and it's time to start her chapters elsewhere. You've been nothing but wonderful, and the appreciation, love, and gratitude know absolutely no bounds!
tagging some mutuals for the mems: @saintbvcky @geniedetails @supersoldierslover @angrythingstarlight @syntheticavenger @svgittvurus @jannqt @helahades @sapphireplums @lovebittenbyevans @laketaj24 @hrina @bigsisbria @thorsthot @dirtychocolatechai @lovinevans @naturallytom @blowing-mikey @starboyholland @stargazingfangirl18 @kiwijulia @sebs-daybreak @invisibleanonymousmonsters
anyway full offence tourists don’t get to have opinions on anything you’re literally in a place for two days and everyone hates you make peace with it you don’t count as a person when you’re a tourist
seems as though we’ve gone another day without the titties. i was at least hoping our brother in law would share a part two of the unbuckled belt and tank top situation.
