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YOU ARE THE REASON
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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
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@undyingpessimism
undyingpessimism ⇒ arkvdy
I’m not changing my URL, I’m just abandoning this blog. Here’s my new one (I won’t be posting often, though).
undyingpessimism ⇒ arkvdy
I’m not changing my URL, I’m just abandoning this blog. Here’s my new one (I won’t be posting often, though).
undyingpessimism ⇒ arkvdy
I’m not changing my URL, I’m just abandoning this blog. Here’s my new one (I won’t be posting often, though).
undyingpessimism ⇒ arkvdy
I’m not changing my URL, I’m just abandoning this blog. Here’s my new one (I won’t be posting often, though).
undyingpessimism ⇒ arkvdy
I’m not changing my URL, I’m just abandoning this blog. Here’s my new one (I won’t be posting often, though).
spoiler clip for next star wars movie: obi wan kenobe’s ghost confronts kylo ren
At night we rule..
you know youre in deep in a fandom when you start worrying about a season finale even though it just started airing
OH MAN I SUCK. I was going to post this yesterday for Free Comic Book Day, buuut after sketching/handing out comics all day at my local shop, I pretty much crashed as soon as I got home. But I was overwhelmed with the positive reception I got to the preview of this comic I posted a few weeks ago, as well as how excited people have been to buy copies at cons since then. So now, as promised, is my original comic MARKED in its entirety :D Thanks for waiting for it, and I hope you’re satisfied with the ending!
this is going around again I guess!
Again, if you’re going to reblog the comic, please reblog this post, and not the stolen post
Ozu Inspired google doodle assignment for flash class.
I realized that there are people who haven’t seen the amazing commentary within the notes of the Episodes advertisements on Tumblr Mobile so i had to change that
the victors – oh, you laugh like there’s hope in the story; 75 years, 75 victors
[LISTEN]
1. savages – marina and the diamonds // 2. various storms and saints – florence + the machine // 3. circles – greta svabo bech // 4. the wolves –ellie goulding // 5. america – xylo // 6. bones – ben howard // 7. human – of monsters and men // 8. whispering –alex clare // 9. american oxygen –rihanna // 10. smile – mikky ekko
On the Street…East 10th St., New York via thesartorialist
ISFJ-INTP - Accurate?
ISFJ mom: I went to a fortune teller that reads you based on your phone number.
INTP: Ok?
ISFJ mom: She read yours, too. It was so accurate!!
INTP: What did she say?
ISFJ mom: That you're very independent, need a lot of time alone, very straightforward, but lack sweetness.
INTP: I don't lack sweetness!
ISFJ mom: It's accurate.
A lot of people ask me what my biggest fear is, or what scares me most. And I know they expect an answer like heights, or closed spaces, or people dressed like animals, but how do I tell them that when I was 17 I took a class called Relationships For Life and I learned that most people fall out of love for the same reasons they fell in it. That their lover’s once endearing stubbornness has now become refusal to compromise and their one track mind is now immaturity and their bad habits that you once adored is now money down the drain. Their spontaneity becomes reckless and irresponsible and their feet up on your dash is no longer sexy, just another distraction in your busy life. Nothing saddens and scares me like the thought that I can become ugly to someone who once thought all the stars were in my eyes.
this fucks me up every single time
I never expected this to be my most popular poem out of the hundreds I’ve written. I was extremely bitter and sad when I wrote this and I left out the most beautiful part of that class.
After my teacher introduced us to this theory, she asked us, “is love a feeling? Or is it a choice?” We were all a bunch of teenagers. Naturally we said it was a feeling. She said that if we clung to that belief, we’d never have a lasting relationship of any sort.
She made us interview a dozen adults who were or had been married and we asked them about their marriages and why it lasted or why it failed. At the end, I asked every single person if love was an emotion or a choice.
Everybody said that it was a choice. It was a conscious commitment. It was something you choose to make work every day with a person who has chosen the same thing. They all said that at one point in their marriage, the “feeling of love” had vanished or faded and they weren’t happy. They said feelings are always changing and you cannot build something that will last on such a shaky foundation.
The married ones said that when things were bad, they chose to open the communication, chose to identify what broke and how to fix it, and chose to recreate something worth falling in love with.
The divorced ones said they chose to walk away.
Ever since that class, since that project, I never looked at relationships the same way. I understood why arranged marriages were successful. I discovered the difference in feelings and commitments. I’ve never gone for the person who makes my heart flutter or my head spin. I’ve chosen the people who were committed to choosing me, dedicated to finding something to adore even on the ugliest days.
I no longer fear the day someone who swore I was their universe can no longer see the stars in my eyes as long as they still choose to look until they find them again.
This is so fucking important and I think it’s something I needed right now
Women’s Problems And Everyday Lives In Hilariously Honest Comics
Writer goals: Fanart based on your writings
Artist goals: Fanfics based on your drawings
Reader goals: Your fav fan writer and your fav fan artist going back and forth in a delicious cycle of fic and art, until you’re printing out Tumblr pages so you can roll around in a pile of them