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easterbunnymundlover:

The overwhelming old person who never stops asking questions in class.

Egads! It’s the ATM convenience fee!

peachdoxie:

Life goals:

  • Believe in the moon
  • Follow the sun
  • Train a dragon
  • Get these creatures out of my swamp
  • Take over Metrocity

daughter0flucifer:

or turn it into a fuCKing COMPETITION.

sceptre:

when you see your best friend hanging out with someone you hate

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happiest:

have u ever been in that situation when u have to give advice to the person you love about the person they love

— Anonymous: Glad you're gone, don't come back.

zerotoherohercules:

notoquesnada:

and with that, anon is going off. Again, hiatus until August 27th. 

Okay, that is completely unacceptable, rude and downright pathetic.  What, are you so intimidated by her writing talent and presence on Tumblr that you hide behind an anonymous setting to send low blows such as this?  Are you so insecure of yourself that you can’t handle someone around who’s what, stealing your limelight?  From this I feel like you’re jealous of her. Jealous of her followers and talent.  Do you think you’re better than her?  With this ask you’ve proven that you’re not better than anyone.  You’re also showing that maybe you’re all alone, so you lash out at someone who isn’t to try and make yourself feel important, when you so obviously aren’t.

So let’s get this straight: you’re

  1. insecure
  2. rude
  3. cowardly
  4. pathetic
  5. unimportant
  6. alone

I really don’t know what you were hoping to accomplish by sending this to such a lovely person.  Proving yourself a horrid person, maybe?  If that’s the case, consider it a success.

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So often we try to make other people feel better by minimizing their pain, by telling them that it will get better (which it will) or that there are worse things in the world (which there are). But that’s not what I actually needed. What I actually needed was for someone to tell me that it hurt because it mattered. I have found this very useful to think about over the years, and I find that it is a lot easier and more bearable to be sad when you aren’t constantly berating yourself for being sad.