#hopefullyrelatable

[ryn-at-2am]

Can anyone else relate? 😅 - There are times when I'm scrolling through Instagram, looking at all the incredible work by the artists I follow, and I think: THIS is REAL ART by REAL ARTISTS. And I don't feel like me, with my little "doodles" and gallery of mostly fanart and art style that's hardly unique or original, has the right to even consider calling myself an "artist," let alone a "REAL ARTIST." Half the time I have no fucking clue what I'm even drawing, I just fuck around and hope it turns out okay 😅 Like, I always hear "fake it till you make it," but I've been faking it for 9/10ths of my life already! When do I start feeling like an actual goddamn artist here, huh?! #ihatemyart #myartsucks #havingabadday #dontfeellikearealartist #amitheonlyonewhofeelsthisway #donttakethistooseriously #justventing #cometomypittyparty #hopefullyrelatable https://www.instagram.com/p/B2kHVKsAu3P/?igshid=17o8sv9ns12cm

[vespervoicesuk]

Has anyone else ever just listened to a piece of music that has given then literal chills, like the kind that just feels rly good and you wanna listen again to get those chills again?

[beeslut69]

Boyds bear collector too lesbian who dresses like a boyds bear pipline

[antisocial-ratboi]

I don't like going shopping with my mom.Its not because its not cool or anything.Its because I have to push the cart filled with over 100 things, and I'm too weak to do that. So I have to get a running start and always end up crashing the cart.

[mariemrose]

this guy who asked me to braid his hair, ran away after and i screamed at him almost in tears “stop that’s the most constant thing in my life” and he looked back legitimately concerned for my well being; while many girls in the vicinity looked at me like i became incredibly relatable.

[floweradmirer98-blog]

Almost Quarter Life Crisis

So last night my boyfriend of 2 years and what would have been 11 months broke up with me over the phone. Pretty ironic because for over a year we have been doing distance, and our most intimate conversations was between a fucking screen. Even more ironic we broke up with each other half way across the world. What a way to enter into what is supposed to be my crazy, wild, roaring 20s: emotionally crippled and cynical. I used to look at all my single friends/social media culture and be thankful that I had someone that was consistent. I didn’t have to deal with the rejection that accompanies the lovely trend of being “ghosted” or the uncertainty of what a late night drunkenly makeout session might mean to my relationship status. Well. That safety net is gone. He is gone. And it blows. So what better time to start a blog I will be shitty keeping up with. I’m at a point in my life where I am supposed to be focusing on forming the foundations of a career in school and honestly I don’t even know what I am doing. I don’t know what I want my life to look like in 10-15 years. I don’t know what I have planned next month. Everyone seems to have it together. People my age are studying abroad, doing boss ass internships, taking summer classes. I’m stuck; frozen. Not sure if this is normal for someone my age. When I was younger I thought people going into their 20s were grown up. I still struggle answering the question constantly asked in elementary and middle school: “What do you want to be when you grow up?” Answering “astronaut” is apparently no longer acceptable. Guess I will figure it out.

[crystalsfx-blog]

Do you ever just forget words exist? And just randomly remember them or hear/see someone say it and be in awe. One thats really stunning me rn is "thorough" exists?!?!!!! LIKE WHAT? I COMPLETELY FORGOT AHFIGKCKDFKCK