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authenticity
It’s crazy how low self-worth fucks with peoples lives
“What will I be if I don’t graduate/don’t get a promotion/don’t get my shit together/don’t make this relationship work?” You would be a perfectly normal human being who is inherently valuable and who possesses many talents and good traits
“What if I fail even when I tried my very best?” The world keeps turning and you will find many other things you will succeed at.
Hello! I was wondering if you do requests? If so, have you ever done one about wanderlust? Y'know, the urge to just pack up and leave on a sunny day, just to get away for a little while
you have to have hope. i know it might suck but you have to hope. things will get better. you have to fucking hope.
some endings save you
You aren't ungrateful just because you're frustrated with your situation. You can feel upset while still being grateful for what you have. Two things can be true at the same time.
''what if you regret it'' then you will expirience regret - a normal and unavoidable part of the human expirience.
I'm gratitudemaxxing rn. I love my comfy bed and chocolate chip cookies and my weird gay friends and blorbo from my shows. I love libraries and parks and movie theaters and restaurants and festivals. I love bubble tea and hip hop and honeysuckle. I love everyone who's reading this.
internally, you must start adding “and they still can’t stop us” to the end of every dismaying statistic about rape, male violence, and woman-hating. 1 in 9 girls are sexually abused, and they still can’t stop us. a woman is killed by a partner or family member every 10 minutes, and they still can’t stop us. the global pay gap is still wide, we have not achieved gender parity in global politics, etc etc etc, and they still can’t stop us. women & girls can’t be stopped. we carve out our lives and make change. we are at war and many individual battles are lost, the suffering is enormous. but women will win the war (and are winning across the eons), because everything they’ve done so far hasn’t been able to put a dent in the collective female spirit, which is evident when you look at the curve of human history and how we never give up on improving, inventing, innovating, changing life for the better
anti-doomerism has actually improved the way I handle my depression. I’ll think something like “I have nothing to look forward to, everything is getting worse and it’s not getting better” and then I’ll be like “whoa, cringelord. you sound like an emo 14 year old. you’re not helping anyone or anything with that misanthropic hopeless attitude. grow the fuck up.” and I bully myself back into participating in life, because depression and the associated dark thoughts are so cringe
Always always always tell people you love they are so smart and capable. I will die on this hill. More often than not people are raised in unforgiving environments that tell them they are inherently “stupid” and not good enough for things, whether that be parents or cruel bosses or unsupportive friends. An underrated way of supporting people is reminding them they are brilliant no matter what anyone has ever said about their intellect and potential. People can do wonders when it’s affirmed to them their limiting beliefs are just that: limiting beliefs.
but if you start after you're ready you are alr too late