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driftingballoons · 2 months
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Darkrai may not remember, but Dialga sure does
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prinx-quail · 8 months
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I genuinely do not know if me or my cat is the one playing with the feather toy at this point
She likes the stick more than the feather, and sometimes she'll just kind of??? Hold the stick???
Anyway today i was playing feather toy with her (as all good cat dads do) and she just? Grabbed the stick once we were done, and proceeded to shake it so that the feather moved? She did this until i grabbed it and repeated the action three times before throwing the stick at the ground. (Depicted below)
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If she ever does this again i will be taking a video of it but like????
What is this??? Am I the cat? Am I a fool trained to catch a little feather for her? Confused and scared.
Here is the face of the rat bastard causing me this crisis
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She is a federal criminal and is performing psychological warfare
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why are you hellions beefing with me on a post that’s two years old.
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inkykeiji · 1 year
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CONGRATULATIONS ON HAVING A FAT COCK bahahahahahaahha natsuo has that big thickkk cock girls just cant handle and full on sob when being fucked
absolutely 100%!!!!!! coke can cock thickness!!!! it doesn’t matter how wet you are, how stretched out you are, how prepped you are at all, it is always going to sting like your flesh is being split in two, like your body is being ripped in half—slowly, cell by cell, centimetre by centimetre, because that’s how he likes it. it’s better when he takes his time pushing into you, he thinks, the languid pace allowing him to savour every single little expression that morphs your features; the crinkle of your brow, the scrunch of your nose, the downward twitch of your mouth (which eventually grows into a full-blown pout, chin puckered, forehead warped, by the time he bottoms out), the pretty, pretty flutter of your eyelashes as you try your best to blink back tears, as you try your best to void your vision of that inevitable bleariness—because you want to see him, too—and the tangle of crystal drops in clumped, spiky lashes (so gorgeous, the way they glitter and gleam as they catch in the low lamplight while you blink rapidly, hastily, desperately, how cute) eventually dislodged by the frantic movement, pushed from the stems to make room for fresh tears, and trailing down your cheeks in glistening streams <3
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witchofthevale · 6 months
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Yikes!
I've been a bit MIA, got down with a flu bug that targeted nearly everyone at my office and got admitted at the hospital for an alarming fever lol, and I only just started to feel better... I still feel like absolute shit so I can't make promises with writing. I do feel bad because there are set goals I wanted to finish... at the same time I'm forgiving myself because boo self-stressors, it's not going to help anybody.
Anyhow, I miss writing and can't wait to finish up on a couple of things. I'm writing this on my boyfriend's tablet while he's peeling me tangerines and I haven't stopped teasing him from not having Tumblr on the ready.
What an uncouth gent.
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sugarsweetvirgo · 2 months
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Hello. So I have a question. Seto is obviously overprotective of eve. Would he ever go to certain lenghts to protect her if he deems it nessacry even if eve doesn't like it?
Absolutely, and he does often, mostly without Eve knowing.
Long lore dump under the post, trigger warning for obsessive and overprotective behavior.
Kaiba is protective of Eve the same way a dragon is protective of its jewels, keeping a constant surveillance on her and getting downright terrifying if anything happens to her.
If the two of them are out together, Kaiba constantly has his eye on Eve, staying very close to her if she's not either on his shoulder or in his palm. If anyone else is holding her or talking to her, Kaiba is always a few feet away, ready to intervene if things go astray.
If Kaiba isn't with her, she always has some sort of protection around her. At home she has his servants and maids keeping a constant eye on her and helping her around the place in his stead, and if she's in public she has 2-3 bodyguards with her at all times, along with secretly hiring his private security force to follow her and take down any potential threats. If any one of his hires makes a single mistake around her, leading to even the smallest of scrapes, they're swiftly and immediately replaced with a new hire, despite Eve's very vocal protests.
Along with already having a mound of security constantly around her, Kaiba tends to tap into the cameras that litter Domino city when he's not with her, just to make sure she's safe (And possibly to just be able to see his tiny thing when he's not around.)
And to add the final layer of icing to the cake, the black choker that Eve wears every single day, the piece of jewelry that she loves and cherishes so much because her special somebody made it just for her, has a tracker in it that she doesn't know about. No one, not even Mokuba, knows this tracker exists but him. Kaiba almost never has to use it because of all of his other security measures he set up, but it's always there as a just in case measure.
Kaiba also tends to get very vindictive of anyone that dares hurt Eve, even emotionally. For example, when Eve shrunk and most of her friends ended up leaving her because of her new height and connection to Kaiba, giving Eve the extreme abandonment issues she still deals with, Kaiba may or may not have "convinced" every major college in Japan to reject their applications and scholarships to their schools, essentially destroying their academic careers. Or when one of his best guards accidentally squeezed Eve a little too tightly when trying to hold her, the guard was not only fired in the spot but barred from working in any Kaibacorp owned business again. And considering Kaiba owns most of the businesses in Domino...
Yes, obviously this gets exhausting for Eve. Sometimes she feels trapped and overwhelmed by how much Kaiba puts into keeping her safe, and tends to get really upset when another guard or servant that worked with her got fired over something she herself thinks is a minor mistake, or had forgiven. Eve has a tendency to get really attached to the people that work as her security, because she has such a hard time connecting to people because of her size and status as the Eighth Wonder, so she always gets really upset when Kaiba absentmindedly replaces them with someone new over a simple mistake .
Eve recognizes Kaiba's obsession with keeping her safe as unhealthy, and tries to calm down his concerns with her training on self defense and carrying around her own sort of protection. Though she also understands that this amount of protection comes from a place of genuine concern, both because of her connection to the Kaiba brothers and because of her height, she still longs for the days where she could simply walk outside and smell the fresh air without having a guard stand 4 feet behind her.
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saint-ambrosef · 2 years
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okay. look. i get the need to treat fat people with common decency (obviously) and that culture is obsessed with body-shaming anyone who doesn't fit into a specific mold, it's a real problem. i'm all for people learning to treat themselves well and having a sense of self-worth regardless of weight.
but.
there's a reactive culture that i've been noticing a lot more lately, that essentially is fat people convincing themselves that they're not actually overweight. especially along the lines of justifying their weight because a size 16 is average and that means a size 16 is "normal" and "healthy".
and i get the impulse. when your faced with a society that constantly throws your weight in your face, it's understandable to start looking for reasons why they're not just cruel but also factually wrong, because self-worth is more attainable if you can prove you're not what they say.
but the fact that a size 16 is the american average doesn't suddenly mean that a size 16 isn't overweight.
all that does is move the goalpost. the message becomes, "acktually I am healthy so its okay to love myself," instead of, "I am not a healthy weight, but I still deserve to be treated with respect and dignity, by myself and others."
idk man im just tired of seeing posts float across my dashboard that hold-up objectively overweight people and claiming they're actually not overweight at all for various reasons (usually "well x historical community thought this was the bodily ideal" or "this is what im visually used to seeing, therefore it's humanity's natural body weight"). whats culturally "normal" is not the indicative gauge of objective health.
im not saying everyone needs to be a size 0-4 to be healthy, btw. but this idea that fat people aren't actually fat is poisoning the goodness at the heart of body positivity.
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elainemorisi · 11 months
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due to Circumstances, I now have a persimmon seedling and a quince tree, and I am pretty enthused about this
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signofthree · 1 year
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i love you steamfresh veg i love you microwave rice cups i love you snack time chickpeas i love you individually pre-portioned food
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anxiously-awaiting · 2 years
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shout out to gale and his fucklarge cat
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kennexara · 2 years
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recipe site but it tells me the least amount of work possible way to make food (that isn’t delivery or frozen meal)
like i haven’t had biscuits and gravy in over a year because i thought there was no easy way. i’ve bought packets - easier than adding all the ingredients myself, right? but i cannot stand at the stove and stir it until it boils and turns into gravy. i would rather stab myself with a fork. so then i try boiling it in the microwave, you can boil lots of things that way right?? nope i got half-burned gravy that half overfilled the cup and got all over the microwave. so i gave up and haven’t tried since.
enter today, when i discovered they just. sell fucking jars and cans of gravy. that you can just pour in a microwave-safe dish and heat up. what the fuck. i could’ve had so much biscuits and gravy all this time. grocery run got moved from ‘idk sometime this week’ to ‘fucking tomorrow i want biscuits and gravy NOW’.
anyways, i want a site that just tells me these things exist instead of me having to find out through complaining to my mom. 
#ignore me#also apparently after YEARS of complaining about fruit texture she finally realized 'hey maybe you'd like this fruit spread shit'#'it's just pureed fruit'#me: oh it's like how for years i've been asking why the fuck they can't make baby food in adult serving sizes??#wait you used to buy this for your mother and only just realize this could fix my fruit deficiency??#like i'd make this recipe site myself#except my only recipes are like#peanut butter graham cracker sandwiches and instant rice mixed with cream of chicken soup#yes i do live off frozen meals and cereal thanks for checking#i don't WANT to but there's not enough recipes that are low on time and effort (to my standards of low#yknow adhd ass that hates cooking standards of low time/effort)#and also to my standards of texture#'retrying food as an adult' doesn't do SHIT because the problem wasn't the taste it's the fucking texture#corn and peas are always gonna be corn and peas and yes this includes creamed/mashed whatever#different textures of the same vegetables are still somehow fucking disgusting don't ask me why if i knew why i could fucking fix it maybe#'just keep trying it until you like it!'#uh yeah no i tried that with salad#now instead of just ignoring it if you put it in front of me i actively start gagging#surprisingly i am perfectly healthy despite all this#multivitamin for mvp#what's really funny is it's even a kids multivitamin bc they don't make adult chewables#they make gummys but gummy are a no-go texture#and despite taking multiple meds every day i am Bad at swallowing pill and adult vitamins insist on being fucking huge
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esleep · 7 months
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i actually do kinda like delivering groceries on the side because it gives me such a unique cross-section of the community. i never know whose groceries im shopping for until i finish the delivery and see them/their home and it's like it adds more detail to the picture of who they are. the baby supplies going to the apartment that i know for a fact is one bedroom (they'll be moving soon - i bet they're apartment hunting, i hope they find a place). the new cat litter box, bowl, and kitten food going to the house covered in "i <3 my dog" paraphernalia (a kitten definitely showed up on the porch recently and made itself at home). the fairly healthy boring grocery order that includes an incongruous tub of candy-filled ice cream going to the home of an elderly woman with toddler toys in the yard (it's clearly for her grandkids, whom she sees often).
shopping for someone else's groceries is a fairly intimate thing. i've bought condoms and pregnancy tests, allergy medicine and nyquil, baby benadryl and teething gel, a huge pile of veggies paired with an equally huge pile of junk food, tampons and shampoo and closet organizers and ant traps and deodorizing shoe inserts and a million other little things that tell a million different stories in their endless combinations. one time someone had me buy one single green bean. i messaged them to confirm that's actually what they wanted, and they said yes - neither of them liked green beans very much, but they had a baby they were introducing to solid foods, and they wanted to let him try one to see if he liked them. another time i had someone request 50 fresh roma tomatoes - not for a restaurant, but for a person in an apartment. the kitchen behind them smelled like basil and garlic when they opened the door. another time i brought groceries to three elderly blind women who share a house. that was one of the few times i have ever broken my rule and gone inside a place i've delivered to, because they asked if i could place the grocery bags in a specific location in the kitchen for them to work on unloading and there was no way i was going to refuse helping.
i gripe about the poor tippers, but people can also be incredibly kind. one time i took shelter from a sudden vicious hailstorm inside an older lady's home in a trailer park, while i was in the middle of delivering her groceries. we both huddled just inside the door, watching in shock as golf-ball-sized hail swept through for about five minutes and then disappeared. she handed me an extra $10 bill on my way out the door.
when covid was at its deadliest, people would leave extra (often lysol-scented) cash tips and thank-you notes for me taped to the door or partially under the mat. i especially loved the clearly kid-drawn thank you notes with marker renderings of blobby people in masks, or trees, or rainbows. in summer of 2020 i delivered to a nice older couple who lived outside of town in the hills, and they insisted i take a huge double handful of extra disposable gloves and masks to wear while shopping - those were hard to find in stores at the time, but they wanted me to have some of their supply and wouldn't take no for an answer.
anyway. all this to say people are mostly good, or at least trying to be, despite my complaints.
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angelltheninth · 1 month
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What You Can Look Forward to With a Big Monster Boyfriend
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Your big monster!boyfriend will princess carry you regardless of what the situation is. Not only princess carry you but he is also perfect to be climbed on when you're still groggy from sleep in the morning and don't want to walk to the kitchen and eat. You can be like a big backpack, or you can be at his front, with one of his big arms holding you.
One thing that's a bit of a pain with your big monster!boyfriend is clothes shopping with him. Few clothes will bit him both in height and in width. He has to go to a special store for monsters like him, where you will get all kinds of looks and comments calling you a cute couple, which will make him very happy but also make him territorial.
For your big monster!boyfriend and you to sleep comfortably together you need to buy a big bed and a sturdy bed. Same goes with most furniture you owned. But when you moved to a new place together, one more accommodating to him you had a lot more space for cuddles.
Cold is never a problem with your big monster!boyfriend sleeping next to you. He sleeps completely cuddled up next to you, shielding your body from the cold or any sort of danger really. Not tense, he's very relaxed actually, however even in his sleep he's very entuned in the way you're breathing and your heartbeat, to make sure you're warm and safe and healthy.
No more reaching for high shelves with your big monster!boyfriend there to hand you everything you might need. No matter what your height, as a human there are limits, but he isn't beholden to those same limits. Unfair how he will use that to his advantage, holding the item you need high above your head until you kiss him, like he's some kind of high-school bully, but hotter.
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The sex you will have with your big monster!boyfriend will get some time to get used to. It's not just his size but his other monster features such as fangs and claws and strength that could easily harm you if he were to lose control of himself. It's a learning curve for you both but you are very determined to one day have his whole cock in your pussy.
It takes a lot of time and preparation for your big monster!boyfriend to work his whole cock, and knot, inside of you. He has to take it slow for your sake, you both know it and if he has to be the one with a cooler head then he will be, he will hold your hips down when you try to take more cock then you're ready for. Growling at you to stay still only makes your pussy tighter around his girth.
With a big monster!boyfriend it's a given that there will also be lots of cum. A lot more cum then can fit in your human pussy, but well that's not a problem, you have two more holes he can fill up. You're not a quitter, and as long as his cock is hard you're be willing to milk his balls dry.
You need to get used to a lot of noises while you and your big monster!boyfriend have sex. Not just the noises the two of you and your bodies make: moaning, growling, whimpering, slapping, choking for breath, squelching. But also the sound of clothes and sheets being torn, the bed creaking and pushing against the wall, and yes even the occasional table breaking.
Your big monster!boyfriend completely looms, curls and envelopes you when he's on top of you. It makes you feel safe, it makes you feel fragile and god does it make you horny to know just how big he really is in comparison to you. He could snap you in half, he does sometimes fold you in half when he wants you to watch his cock splitting your cunt, and yet he is also the most caring lover you've ever had.
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Dividers made by: @cafekitsune
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Do you have a snoot noodle or other variation of sighthound? If yes, there’s new heart health research for the breed happening!
A researcher at Texas A&M whose work I’m familiar with is starting a new study looking at genetic factors contributing to heart disease in Borzoi and related breeds. They just put out a call for dog owners who are willing to submit saliva samples & (noodle) medical records. Studies like this need a big sample size! They’re accepting new sign-ups starting now until March 1, 2025, for dogs both in the US and internationally.
Let’s help make some science!
From the study page:
“Background and purpose
Recent research in Borzoi dogs has revealed that dogs of this breed experience sudden, unexplained death. About 85% of sudden, unexplained deaths in humans are linked to an underlying heart disease. Our existing research in Borzoi dogs has shown that they are predisposed to developing arrhythmias (abnormal heart rhythms) and dilated cardiomyopathy (a heart muscle disease causing dilated heart chambers and weak pumping function).
Due to our documentation of the frequency of these conditions in Borzoi dogs, we seek to identify responsible genetic variations similar to what is seen in humans with electrical cardiac diseases that trigger arrhythmias and dilated cardiomyopathy.
The objective of our study is to identify genetic mutations associated with heart disease in Borzoi dogs and document their existence in other sighthound breeds.
What happens in this study
We are collecting saliva samples from both healthy Borzoi and Borzoi dogs affected with arrhythmias and/or dilated cardiomyopathy. We will also collect saliva samples from any other sighthound breeds.
We will extract DNA from these samples and perform genomic sequencing on a select number while retaining the remainder for further screening.By analyzing the sequencing data, we can compare the genes of healthy and affected Borzoi dogs and identify variants linked to their heart conditions. We will also compare the findings in Borzoi dogs to results from other sighthound breeds.
Pet owner responsibilities
A swab kit will be sent to you for at home use along with a link to an instructional video on how to properly obtain a swab of the mouth. The kit will contain equipment to collect the saliva swab, a history form for your pet, a client consent form and a shipping label to return samples to us.
Participation requirements
To participate, you must have a Borzoi dog or a sighthound breed that is either healthy or affected by arrhythmias and/or dilated cardiomyopathy. Pets may be any age or sex. Electronic or paper veterinary medical records will need to be provided.
Benefits and risks of participating
There is little to no risk for taking a brief swab of the mouth for saliva collection if procedures outlined in the video are followed. No individual genetic test results will be provided to study participants.
Compensation
There is no cost to the owner for participating in this study. No compensation will be provided.”
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tflaw · 8 months
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౨ৎ ⋆˚ untamed ft. wrio & neuvilette + afab!reader. mild spoilers i think? not proofread! just ignore the errors pls <3 character study in the form of shameless smut yes <3
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💌 wrio: overstimming + creampie + he calls you angel + unprotected.
wriothesley, in his young age, seems to have accumulated all the good things befitting that of a gentleman. having the title of a duke and handling the affairs in the fortress of meropide as its lord being some of his outstanding qualities. he possesses a strict sense of character; responsible to boot, and unyielding in the face of any dilemma.
so you must trust him, really, when he says that he hasn’t foreseen this altered character— not at all. it’s not like him to free his inhibitions just to fuck you with utter abandon inside his office, grunting while hugging the back of your legs against his chest, your pretty pussy gaping at the sheer girth rammed inside your creamy hole. he wants to stop— to let you catch a sliver of rest but your cunt feels so good around his cock that it literally brings pain in his chest to put a halt on this pleasure. he cannot stop fucking you, cannot stop plugging your pussy with his flushed cocktip and ever-growing cock. globules of cum, heavy and hefty in amount, starts squirting out of his pulsing cocktip, yet through the sting and the ache that his ejalucation causes, his hips would not yield. one more, angel, i promise— he merely grunts the words, forehead bedewed in sweat, knowing damn well that even he cannot channel his so-called restraint when it comes to fucking you brainless on his office table. </3
💌 neuvilette: overstimming + creampie + undertones of mindbreak + unprotected + big cock.
if neuvilette has learned something from the recent days’ events beyond the straightforward and judicial air in fontaine, he grants the credit to humans and their ceaseless abilities to fascinate. however, whatever transpired recently have only bolstered his curiosity about mortals and their nature. in truth, you have been the one open his eyes to humanity’s boundless surprises and complexity.
he has been pumping his cock in and out of your fucked out pussy since the moon made its first appearance. your brain is soaked, like the bedsheets sticking to your glistening body. and yet your back remains arch so pretty for him, the rim of your cunt has already formed in the size of his girth, pulsing as if begging to be abused more. neuvilette owns a higher endurance than that of a human; he has fucked you in multiple positions, has plugged his sheer size, healthy veins and all, up your pretty pussy to the base, but his appetite still cannot be sated. perhaps his nature is to blame for such a rash display of character tonight, but truly, he does not have it in him to halt. sure, you’ve told him to slow down countless of times, and he has obliged despite the physical ache it has brought in his person, but he finds it enthralling how every time he drags his cock slowly in and out of your warm and wet and slabbering pussy, you cry and mewl and beg him to fuck you faster instead. this tips him to the edge. grabbing your flesh as leverage for his shredding control, he humps your ass with force that shakes the bed and brings tears to your eyes. right there and then, he fills you with cum which potency and thickness cannot be compared to any human— it’s unstoppable, from huge and plump balls to the cocktip that kisses your womb for giving him this mind-shattering release.
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bettsfic · 2 years
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today is my birthday! i’m 33 today and i have done an ungodly amount of stupid shit in my life that honestly probably should have gotten me killed. so here are 33 hard-won things i’ve learned that i wish someone had told me sooner.
whenever you buy an object, you are going to own that object for your entire life unless you make the conscious decision to throw it away or give it a new home. maybe other people don’t struggle with this as much as i do, but i’ve grown to become a little exhausted by finding a thing and realizing i don’t want it anymore, but i don’t have the energy or motivation to do anything with it. signed, a woman with a packed 10x10 storage unit who is now extremely hesitant to buy new things.
food, and by that i mean good food (and by that i don’t necessarily mean healthy food, but food of good quality that you love), is necessary to live, and buying it, preparing it, and eating it is not a chore. the sooner you accept this and make food a priority in your life, the healthier you’ll be. 
speaking of food, not everything you buy should be the cheapest version of it. personally i’ve found it’s always worth it to splurge on good olive oil, butter, and canned tomatoes. for years i thought i was an awful cook because i was cooking with cheap, disgusting olive oil that made my food taste like shit.
speaking of food part 2, i can’t BELIEVE how long this took me to figure out, but mise en place is the real real. get your shit out and organized and prepped *before* you start cooking, even if it makes things take longer. and yes, it is always worth it to do the dishes as you go, which pisses me off.
when i was teaching myself how to cook and feeling daunted about it, the best advice i ever got was to aim to learn 15 recipes and then put them in rotation.
this is the most horrific and awful truth i have forced myself to accept: there may come a day you can no longer digest your favorite foods, and you will either have to stop eating them, or remain very close to a toilet. i’m sorry.
other people are always going to misperceive you and misunderstand you, sometimes willfully. other people’s opinions of you don’t actually have anything to do with you. they’re not your business, and you don’t have to worry about it or change yourself.
when innocuous or neutral things make you irrationally angry or upset, step back, realize you’re having a big reaction, and then when you’re ready, pay very close attention to the thing that upset you, because you’re about to learn something important about yourself.
a pill sorter can save your life. i don’t know how i managed my meds without one.
sometimes college is about learning stuff, and not about becoming something.
no matter how many perfectionist tendencies you have, it’s worth it to remind yourself that no matter how much of a mess you actually are, you deserve to be loved.
if you’re always forgetting to do important but tedious things, set an alarm and set aside one hour of each week, not to do the important tedious things, but to assess what needs to be done, and *schedule* the important tedious things for the following week. this literally changed my life.
during that hour, make a meal plan too. the point of doing this is condense the time in which you’re making decisions (what to do, what to eat, etc) so you don’t have to burden yourself with them throughout the week. decision fatigue is real. any way you can alleviate that is a good thing.
learn the difference between aggressive, passive, passive-aggressive, and assertive behavior. recognize when you’re being one of the first three, re-assess and aim for being assertive, even if it’s hard.
you can tell you’ve processed trauma, not when the traumatic thing stops upsetting you to think about, but when the traumatic thing takes up the same size in your brain as all your other memories.
if you’re one of those people who never seems to finish projects or follow through with things, there’s a chance you may just grow out of it naturally. until then, follow your interests and don’t feel bad about putting down a hobby to pick up another.
if you love stickers but have sticker anxiety, buy vinyl stickers. you can re-stick them.
there are only a few careers i can think of that you have to commit to early in life because getting the undergraduate credentials is a pain in the ass (teachers, doctors, and engineers, from my research). nearly everything else you can switch to later, which takes a LOT of pressure off having to figure out what you want to do with your life.
people say there’s no money in becoming an artist, writer, musician, etc. actually there’s a ton of money in all of those things, it’s just in the stuff other people want you to make and never what you want to make. it’s still worth it to develop the creative skill and not force yourself into business school because it’s more “practical” or whatever. 
sleep when you’re tired. SLEEP WHEN YOU’RE TIRED. don’t beat yourself up about it, don’t tell yourself you shouldn’t be tired or that you’ve already slept too much, just take a fucking nap. you would never say “hm i’ve already had enough water today, therefore i should not be thirsty” so don’t treat sleep the same way.
when you build a piece of furniture from target or ikea or whatever, the first thing you should do is count all the little screws and things to make sure everything’s there that should be. it sucks to get halfway into putting something together only to find there’s a piece missing and you have to go buy it.
learn to travel by yourself, go out to eat by yourself, see a movie by yourself. in my early 20s i was scared to do these things, but i do them so often now i don’t even think about it. it’s the most fulfilling skill i’ve ever learned.
adding to the above, if you’re a people-pleaser, being alone is especially important, because you’ve probably developed the habit of making the people you’re with more comfortable and happy than yourself, and you’re missing a lot of the beautiful and interesting things around you. when you’re by yourself, you can focus on what *you* want without guilt. 
sometimes you’ll want to break things off with a friend for reasons that are no one’s fault, and you don’t want it to be volatile or make a big thing of it, in which case the goal is to simply fade out of their life. it is okay to let people go.
shame is useless. get rid of it.
no matter how much of yourself you put into your art (or writing, or music, or whatever), when people criticize it, they are not criticizing you. they are having a reaction colored by their own tastes and perspectives. their opinion of your work has nothing to do with you. you don’t have to take everyone’s feedback. in fact you don’t have to take anyone’s feedback. the other side to this coin unfortunately is that compliments don’t have anything to do with you either. it’s good to accept this because it means you’ll stop seeking validation from other people and won’t let anyone else’s perspectives impact your work. anything nice anyone says about your work is merely a bonus to an already good thing.
if you’re an artist of any kind, take one day a year to look up opportunities like grants, funding, residencies, workshops, whatever. put the due dates of all of them on a calendar for the year following and get into the habit of applying for stuff. getting rejected sucks, application fees suck, but in all the years i’ve been doing this, it has always, always been worth it. these things give you a chance not only to help fund and support what you’re passionate about, but they force you to take your own work seriously, and that is something that’s absolutely necessary in order to be successful.
you must become your own greatest advocate. in all respects--in health, in love, in happiness, in freedom, you must. no one will ever fight as hard for you as you will. this in turn will give you the strength and motivation to help others fight for themselves too. the only way the world will ever get better is if every person on this planet learns to see themselves as equals to everyone around them.
brag about yourself as often as you can. for one, people develop their perceptions of you based on how you treat yourself and speak about yourself. but for two, it’s the fastest way to figure out which people to keep in your life, because they’re the ones who are going “oh hell yeah, you’re awesome.” 
be the person other people want to brag to.
at some point in your life, someone is going to hurt you, and it’s going to be willful and intentional. it is not worth it to waste brain space figuring out why they did it or why you think you deserved it. all you have to do is let yourself feel that pain, acknowledge it, and try to move on.
no matter how bad off you think you are, recovery is possible. the first and hardest step is to learn you’re worth the time and effort it takes to recover from the awful things that have happened to you.
developing an expertise does not mean you’re getting objectively better at something. becoming an expert is only the process of seeing your mistakes and having the patience to sit in the discomfort of not knowing how to fix them.    
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