Does anyone remember coketalk//dear coquette I miss that bitch

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Does anyone remember coketalk//dear coquette I miss that bitch
Due to the fact that everything is meaningless, I have no motivation whatsoever to do anything in particular with my life. I keep myself busy by fulfilling my basic human needs of water, food, sleep, internet and weed. Outside of that, fuck all happens. This has been made worse by learning vipassana…
I wonder if the querent here was someone I knew from high school.
Coquette was terminated
and I’m heart broken about it.
She was the reason many people joined Tumblr.
I started following her back when she was Coketalk. It was amazing to see the growth of her blogs, to see her design a handbag collection, publish a book...
I loved her blog, Dear Coquette and all her other writings and now it’s all gone. Over 5 years just wiped away. I really hope she has back ups of everything.
I love all the gifs and fandoms... but I also love all the amazing, thoughful writers this site has and now one of them is gone.
I really hope she finds a new platform soon.
Coketalk answered one of my questions last night. I was excited, still am 😄
Idol Worship
Actually, speaking even more of good advice can I challenge you to give me advice right now? "Dear Coke Talk... How does a 22-year-old turn into a real fucking person? How do I even begin to get my shit together? And how will I know when it's time to finally move to Los Angeles?"
Damn, girl. Do you want advice, or do you want lyrics to a Taylor Swift song? There is no magical time when you'll be ready for Los Angeles. If you want to live here, then pack up your shit and move. Just get in your car and fucking drive, and whatever you do, don't forget to write about it. Get Autostraddle to pay you for 5000 words on a girl-meets-road piece about your big move to LA, and then go Hunter S. Thompson that shit. I did it when I was younger and more clueless than you, and the only thing I regret is not writing it all down while it was happening.
And let's be clear, you've been a real person this whole time. I can't fucking stand this Lena Dunham attitude I keep hearing from girls like you, because your shit is already very much together. None of you want to accept the fact that this is it, but guess what? Life doesn't get any easier. Sure, you'll continue to grow as a person. You'll stack up a few experiences. You'll gain some perspective. You might even make a little money, but don't expect to find any big answers out there. Welcome to adulthood, kiddo. You may not know what in the hell you're doing, but none of the rest of us do either.
What’s the best way to deal with disappointment?
Learn from it, and then let it go.
Dear Coquette.
This is the best piece of advice ever. Hands down.
Do you think a quarter-life crisis is an actual thing? I’m 20 years old and I feel like my life is over.
Your life isn’t over. Your childhood is over, and you just don’t know the difference yet.
As for whether a quarter-life crisis is an actual thing, sure it is. You can have an existential crisis at any age, and it’s perfectly reasonable to freak out in your early twenties when you suddenly realize that life is one big grind.
That’s no excuse to wallow in it, though. You’ve only got a few years in your early twenties when it’s culturally acceptable to screw around trying to find yourself. Don’t waste them being filled with angst and ennui.