#pleasedontmindme

[reyreadersblog]

I'm making another post about how greatful i am to all fanfic and headcanon writes cuz my love for you all is unconditional🙏🏻🙏🏻

[averygaymess]

Shoot

Has anyone had a crush on girl who is just so 😍🥰and your secretly panicking on the inside talking to her because she is just too beautiful and kind of a person and it’s like omg omg and but on the outside your acting like a sane person for once to not creep her out and I’m sorry I’m a horrible lesbian you shouldn’t have wasted your time reading this I’m very sorry for ranting

[angelsam1671-blog]

On words

This might be the first thing I have ever actively written on Tumblr. I love words. I always have. I grew up to become a technical writer and there's nothing else in the world I want to be. When I was young, my fascination with words was selfish. I loved how they made me feel. I loved the different worlds I could get lost in, the different things I could learn. It was a selfish love, built on the foundation of how words make my life better. I used to hide under the blankets with books until my dad gave up trying to implement a bedtime on me. When I was older, high school at the latest, my love for words grew from the selfish love of a child to a more white pedestal kind of love. Words are the beginning and end of everything. I can take the thoughts and emotions in my head and translate them through pre described scribbles on a page to your brain, I can transplant my thoughts to become your thoughts. I can learn, consider, and internalize thoughts from a great mind and wordsmith from 100 years ago. How is this not the most beautiful, perfect construct we as humans have ever achieved? Why do we take such advantage of it? By the time I ended college, spent a year working as a receptionist, and finally landed the start to my dreams, that love had grown even more. It is no longer just selfish love, it is no longer just sheer fascination at how perfect language is. Now, words are as much my lover as the person I am marrying in the near future. They have flaws, they have been abused, sometimes they have a bad side that can cut and hurt. Above all else, words are so important. Not just as sharing our thoughts with each other, but words are the most important factor for change. The language we use when talking about the oppressed, the marginalized, the different is so important because it is the words we use and learn that help build these people up just as it is the words we learned to tear them down. I am lucky to be a writer. I am lucky to know the importance of words. I hope to use that knowledge, that luck, and that love to further be an ally to the oppressed, to the marginalized, to the different. I hope that one day in my life time these sad words are no longer a thing haunting people's lives.

[free-keun-me]

*dusting off the dust and spiderwebs* /dustception

*cough* ONE YEAR SIX DAYS after a two first post.. AHAHAHA

so....um.. this is my third post, hopefully i won’t do another things like this again.. writing my silly thoughts after one year later HAH.. well I WILL sure you that i’m gonna make a lot of post, mostly post about sims 4 related and maybe they will be a lot lot lot of reblogging tho hohoho..

please enjoy! not really sure, that anybody will see this and enjoying what they read 

*diseappearing in the dust*

[ny4rl4th0t3p]

<<meanwhile in one of those dimensions... ; observer had killed off over 400 human victims>>