this is for the mutuals who may need to hear this rn
i love seeing you on my dash
i love interacting in the tiniest of ways, whether it be chatting, liking and reblogging each other’s posts, sending posts that remind of of each other or that we know the other would love, tagging, sending asks, etc
i love seeing you flip out over something you’re excited about, its so adorable, so pure, so raw, so human
we may talk frequently. we may not. we may reblog from each other. we might just like things the other posts. we may share common interests. maybe we don’t anymore.
this is to the old mutuals, the new mutuals, the silent rebloggers, the commenters, the yell-in-the-taggers, the ones i see on my dash all the time, and the ones who appear once in a blue moon
i recognize you. you bring a smile to my face. i love seeing what you thought was worthy of a reblog. i love seeing whatever thing you’re fixated on right now. i love seeing what you wanted to say but not wanting to ruin the integrity of the post so you kept it in the tags.
we all lead such vast, rich lives, but at a minimum, we all have something in common. we all came here. perhaps it was for one specific fandom. perhaps to promote something. maybe you wanted to share stuff somewhere. maybe you were drawn in by screenshots of times past shared on other social media sites.
but we’re here, together, now. and maybe we don’t exchange words. but know that at least someone out there might look forward to your presence in some small way. we’re all touching each others lives, for better or for worse.
but personally, i’m glad i got to meet y’all.
i deserve the luxury of doing what i love for a living. i am worthy of steady success and abundance. the universe blesses me beyond my wildest expectations and every endeavor that i pursue has a prosperous outcome.
IDK who needs to hear this, but hang in there, ok?
Sing to me
Whole new light
Whole new life
Whatever died inside
Was born again tonight
Stop second guessing
You learned your hard lessons
Some days are bad. Not because something happened to you, just because they’re bad. Some days it seems like you’re returning to your very bad days and you desperately try not to.
You’re angry for no reason, the moment after you’re sad and it all seems like an emotional rollercoaster, like you have something broken inside of you. You try to convince yourself you’re okay now, you won’t be like that again.
But maybe you’ll be and there’s nothing wrong with that. There’s nothing wrong with being a little broken,
‘cause things can be fixed, but you’re not a thing, you’re a person.
Person can’t be fixed,
but they can be healed.