#needinginspiration

[worstandbest37]

12.12.21

Worst: Languishing in that "I want to write but don't know where to start and need that motivation." state. :-///

[somethgrexdom]

Artist’s Block

Okay, so real talk, I have bad artist’s block and apparently the only thing I am capable of doing is painting, and doing that everyday is just the worst for my back. Man, I really want my artistic drawing ability back. I need to like, create some kind of an alien and put it on my other Tumblr page. Kinda wanna teach my cat to jump upon me if I’m asleep and in a fire. All I have been doing is training my cat like a dog. It is working for some reason.

[thechosen1516]

Confession:

A couple of days ago I got real down and decided to download a dating app. Didn’t think much of it, swiped a couple of times, turned over and went to bed. The next morning I get a text from my grandmother saying that “God told me to wait on him && that what he has for me is mind lwing”. And the amazing part about it, is the fact that she hadn’t known how I had been feeling lately or what I had just done the night before. In that moment it was all I needed to get through. But that moment is over once again. What do I do?

[imunaina]

Today’s mood... A little dark, a little dramatic, a little artistic. I need to write again, paint again, dance again, love again. #missingmytribe #awayfromhome #sundayvibes #needinginspiration #thisishowworkaholicsareborn #thinkingback #lookingforward #blackandwhite #photography #art #artistic #blogger #poet #writer #musicjunkie https://www.instagram.com/p/BpMwWsZHXAX/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=obmmdrre9evj

[darlingseascape94-blog]

5/25/15

I used to write all of the time. I have all of these ideas in my head, but they’re not wanting to flow out... I don’t understand. The only time I’m inspired is when I’m not sitting in front of a computer or have a notebook and a pen. I wish there was a way to document my thoughts in my mind, and store them in a compartment where they would simply be recorded - but then, wouldn’t that defeat the whole purpose of writing? The heavy stream of subconscious words weaving in and out of each other, using one another as strength The power and beauty that simple things such as words, astounds me. I wish people did not discredit them so much - forgetting their worth and their significance. They’re not just fillers. They’re things that describe one other thing when that one thing can’t survive on their own. It’s almost like adding sugar to a cup of coffee. I like my metaphors... Anyway, this was just a little something. I’m hoping to crank out a little bit more writing tomorrow. Once I get going on my school’s blogging website, I think writing will become a habit to me again. Not that I want it to be, in a bad way... but of course, in a good one. I want to feel that spark again when I write. :) I will. Soon, I know.