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annaliss17 · 5 years
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Ani Is The Biggest Mary Sue Since The Invetion Of The Term.
Prepare for quite a long rant peppered with heavy sarcasm and spoilers. This is also posted on reddit.
In S3 we see Hannah Baker replaced as main character with Ani Achola. Now, before I start to get into this I want to make very clear the fact that I hold nothing against her skin color or gender and neither the actress who plays the character. I just hate her for her. Here's why:
1) Not even a couple of minutes into the show, in her case into the shool, and she suddenly is that one girl who gets along with everybody in a place where everyone hated absolutely everyone. She gets along with everyone she comes in contact with, especially the 'bad guy' Bryce Walker. Because it makes total sense for his character to suddenly fall in love with the new girl and not want to be just fuck buddies or something.
2) Everyone tells her everything because, yeah, apparently, it is that easy. Just march up there ask what happened and they will tell you everything in detail. The characters included her so fast, it makes me wonder why weren't they so cooperative with the police since they were all about telling everything that happened since they started school. Stupid.
3) The main character and the main villan fall in love with her, fight for her and because of her, because it is totally unpredictable to be involved a love triangle a couple of weeks into a new town. Cliche.
4) She became everyone's best friend although she barely knew their names. Best example is Jessica Davis who treats her probably better than/just like Hannah. Because it doesn't make any sense for Jess to be close with Courtney (who has been sexually assaulted as well up to a point) or Sheri (What happened to Sheri?) or even poor Chloe who actually had some history with Bryce. But the new girl? Hell yeah!
5) She has some kind of a bad past, a classic Mary Sue trait. Being just with her mother and moving into the house her mother's working in means they are not financially doing okay or extraordinary. She said about Amara Josephine that she is strict and she pretends to be around her someone she is not. Boo hoo, gonna cry in a corner of a sphere room for you love.
6) She is super smart because, God forbid, a classic Mary Sue cannot be stupid. Being into robotics' class and a bunch of other clubs (although she might not really be in them and just say that to get her mother off her back from time to time) and almost always stuck with her nose in books or doing homework if she's not at school.
7) Tying up to what I said previously, almost always with her nose in books, studying, or doing homework, she beats Bryce at poker. And again it makes total sense (please note the irony since you can't hear my tone) for someone like her who doesn't know how to play poker be shockingly good at it despite Bryce obviously playing for years and knowing a trick or two. Bcause beginner's luck beats experience, right?
8) She knows all about comics, different universes, cosplaying, lores, mythology, etc... just like every other girl in the universe.
9) She is shown to be very good at art. Another classic Mary Sue trait, being a good actress or singer or artist, or why not? All in one. So we have so far, art, comics, sewing costumes for cosplaying, brains, super duper friendly, still not convinced? Next one then.
10) She bravely stands up to the bullies. To be specific, Monty. When she and Clay follow him home and he gets out of the house after another round of fighting with his father, Clay just wants to get out of there but she stands her ground asking him if that's blood. Because Monty is really pretending to be a bad guy, ask Tyler, but Clay the coward tells her they need to go because never in history has a Mary Sue backed down when the bully showed up. Monty, in case you haven't noticed, can't hurt a fly and would totally run away if you challenged him. He is super innocent. I heard he can't even throw a punch.
11) Fair warning, this is the biggest spoiler I'm about to give. In the end she saves everyone. Actually just Clay, but yeah she saves the day by blaming Bryce's death entirely on Monty. Monty who considered Bryce his brother and was loyal to him in S2 as a dog would so kill him. It's so obvious. You don't see it because we can't all use our brains like Ani. Because Alex should in no circumstances pay for consciously comitting a murder after not too long ago being the only one who wanted to have the truth come out and everyone face the consequences of what they had done back when the tapes were not public. He's the good guy and Bryce is dead so all hail Ani the hero!
If you read this, thank for your time. I really wanted to get it out of my system because S3 sucked for me specifically because of that Mary Sue, sorry, Ani. If you don't agree, then that's all on you. If you try to argue my arguments with yours, that's fine too perhaps I might even agree with some of them. But don't tell me that she isn't the biggest Mary Sue since the invention of the term because I will totally roll my eyes. I saw from Youtube, Facebook, Insta, Tumblr, that a lot of people don't like her either so feel free to tell me your reasons and let's all pray together that Ani doesn't come back for season 4 to ruin the show.
I hope you have a lovely day/night wherever you are.
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mr-and-mr-diaz · 3 years
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OMG thank you anon! Currently looking for OC, published books, not necessarily on AO3 .
I've been sifting through Goodreads, trying to find good mm romance books that I'll like, and it's been so tough. Everything is dual pov, which I don't like--I like to have a single point of view to commit to and follow through an entire story (with very few exceptions.)
My Preferences:
Not looking for Coming of Age type stories, I want more mature people, no teenage drama.
Not so into thrillers/mysteries usually, although the Wolf At The Door series by Charlie Adharra is delicious, so I’m not entirely opposed either
NO INSTA-LOVE. I'm here for the slow-burn, or for the MC realizing halfway through "Holy shit, I'm in love!" It can be insta-chemistry though, that's alright. But like, overall the relationship has gotta feel EARNED.
I know MC's in denial or utterly blind to what's right in front of them is something that drives a lot of people crazy but I'm here for it, I find it yummy
I LOVE fluff, love angst, hurt/comfort, anything to do with bed sharing/clothes sharing
Love me some size difference sometimes
Genres I go for are regular modern day, historical, ABO, shifters, supernatural, paranormal, urban fantasy--I've been on a fantasy kick lately and enjoying it.
Genres I don’t go for: I almost NEVER enjoy sci-fi, but open to trying it. Probably not aliens or outer space though--those tend to make me laugh, too much bad writing and names of planets and things that are impossible to pronounce like “This is our bread, called uyuywertweu”
I also don’t usually enjoy sports-based stories, they’re just “eh”
Don't much like vampires, mostly because they're never written well
Steamy sex scenes are a YES, but only after some delicious tension
Friends to lovers, enemies to lovers, enemies to friends to lovers, friends to enemies to lovers are all good in my book
Can be a couple or ménage, I'm good with either
No cheating. I HATE CHEATING, and have a really hard time having any sympathy for cheaters, so it would ruin the book for me.
No drug abuse in the MC or love interest
I only want HEA or HFN endings. No sad, tragic, or depressing endings
Can be a stand-alone or a series
As far as how much I want romance vs plot in the story, I’d say if the romance is gonna take over, it better be AMAZING. And if the plot is gonna take over, it better be even more AMAZING. A general 50:50 or perhaps 60:40 of romance:plot (slight bias toward romance, sue me) is good overall, neither one kicking the other into the trash. 
If there is a new world in the book, like fantasy or something, the world building has to be good, no clumsy piles of word vomit at the beginning telling me what shit looks like, that shit has to be integrated properly.
If I had to choose between delicious plot and delicious characters, I would take delicious characters hands down.
Books that I’ve LOVED in the past are (I would put in Goodreads links, but then Tumblr will send this post to hell):
Uncomplicated Choices by Cara Dee
Rock and Soul by Lauren Sattersby
True Colors by Anyta Sunday
Leo Loves Aries by Anyta Sunday
Highfell Grimiores by Langley Hyde
Misfits by Garrett Leigh (This is by far one of the best ménage books I have EVER read)
Bear, Otter, and the Kid by TJ Klune
Marc Jillson & the Gazebo by Anyta Sunday (She is seriously my hero when it comes to MCs in denial, I ADORE her)
A Pirate's Life for Me by Tricia Owens (This is also ménage, but one part of the triangle was a pain in the ass--looking at you Tyler, you shit--and yet it was still hot enough to finish)
Faith & Fidelity by Tere Michaels (This one is actually one of the few dual pov’s I have ever enjoyed, not to say that that’s what I want to see, but to give you an example of writing and characterization that just GETS me)
The Alpha's Warlock by Elliot Grayson 
The Wolf At The Door series by Charlie Adharra
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band au headcannons? more likely than u think
tbh i just love found family tropes and band tropes and platonic lamp is the shit
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HERE WE GO FOLKS
it’s the schools fault really. it starts as some stupid music theory project where virgil is forced to make friends once again, and do all of the work yet get none of the credit. the requirements seem simple enough-find three-four different instruments and write a song about something you all have felt before
when patton hart, the one of the only kids who’s ever made an attempt to talk to him, asks virgil to join his group of three, virgil decides he’s got nothing to lose and agrees.
virgil plays keyboard/piano and sings. his voice is really good, sounds a lot like tyler joseph from twenty øne piløts. (remember that lmao) his keyboard is his life-the only thing that’s able to help him through his anxiety is music. it’s a lifeline for him. virgil’s keyboard is plain black when the band starts, but when they start to become more mainstream, logan and roman buy virgil a purple piano and paint on a lightning theme. he loves it.
patton plays drums. he started playing because of his fidgeting-he was always tapping his fingers on something and decide to make the best of it!! his drums are a light blue set. (later, clouds are painted on them by roman and virge). playing music is one of his favorite things, but he wishes he had people to play with. his solo group is missing something-so, he starts by asking logan croft, straight a student, validictorian and the band’s best bassist. lo says he might as well, and types his number into patton’s phone before offering a small smile and heading to his next class. then, he talks to roman prince-an incredible gutairist and singer, the lead in almost ever school musical.
logan plays bass. (and cello, but that’s not as important for the story lmao) he likes bass because while it doesn’t stand out the most, it’s crucial to carrying the melody of the song. his bass is decorated completely in a space theme-stars and galaxies line up the sides and the strings have been replaced from black to white. roman and patton worked together to create it and gave it to him for his 15th birthday present. it’s the only gift he’s cried over receiving
roman plays gutair/uke. he also sings a lot, but doesn’t like it as much unless it’s for the school play, where he isn’t worrying about playing an instrument at the same time. the double tasking can screw up his playing a lot. he learned uke first, after obsessing over dodie clark videos. he plays a tenor uke that he decorated with disney stickers, usually on covers because it’s sounds really good with his voice. he plays acoustic and electric gutair, but he seriously prefers acoustic. he decorated his light wood gutair with hand drawn roses in different shades of red. it’s his prized possession.
so now these three friends and one acquaintance are partners! (yay!!) patton sends them all a text to meet at his house on friday, and bring instruments and a smile. virgil shows up ten minutes late (not enough to be rude but enough to not seem too excited) and carries in his keyboard. he takes a seat next to logan, who is sprawled across the couch scribbling into a notebook.
after a few games of never have i ever to get to know one and other more (patton insisted) the four began to work. they discuss topics to write about and suddenly find themselves having a really deep conversation about life and death and feeling meaningless
and they relaize that maybe they have more in common then they thought.
so they start writing. and playing. and writing. and playing. it takes three sessions before they write their first song-it’s called taxi cab. (listen to the tøp song bcuz it’s that but add in bass and a bit of uke)
when the project is turned in, they get an a, and virgil is surprisingly upset he won’t see these friends again. until patton starts inviting him to hang out with them more. and suddenly he feels like he didn’t have a life before patton, logan and roman. everything is going great-he gets to bake and laugh with patton, read and stargaze with logan and watch movies and complain about drama with roman. life is perfect.
until roman suggests they put the song on his yt channel and things start to get crazy. after much arguing, virgil agrees on one condition-they’re faces must be blocked out. romans cool with it, deciding to create a cool thumbnail and simply play the audio. they decide to name the band “sander’s sides” after their highschool, sanders high and the fact they’re all different sides that all come together in the end. the video goes viral overnight.
virgil is panicking. this was just supposed to be some easy project that was over immdiatly and now he’s on the trending page??? this is insane roman i swear to god-
virgil’s not the only one freaking out-logan is terrified. people have never seen him in this way-vunerable and showing a side of himself he doesn’t like that much. if anyone finds out one of the members is him-logan doesn’t know what he’d do. still, the comments are flooded with love for all four members. people are obsessed with this group.
so after some convincing from patton, the group starts writing together more often. they post frequently on youtube, constantly creating more and hanging out together. then they drop their first album, simply called “sander’s sides”, which the fans nickname “self titled”
the album gets insanely popular very quickly. part of the hype is the mystery of who the band mates were-only the friend’s family members and the schools band teacher know. it’s the middle of lunch when lo gets the call from his mother to turn on the radio and he nearly faints. they’re on the radio!!! people everywhere are listening to them!!!
everyone is talking about who the sides could be. fans have started to call themselves the “fanders”
patton lovesssss fan interaction-so he suggests they start responding to fanart/mail! they each are allowed to run one account-patt starts a band snapchat, logan takes twitter, roman creates a band insta and virgil sets up the tumblr account. they all enjoy responding to fan work, especially answering questions that the fans have.
most noteably-w h a t a r e u r n a m e s ?
but logan and virgil insist they dont tell anyone-what if people they know in real life find out that they’re in the secret famous band
that’s when fans decide to use nicknames-
whoever is running the tumblr account constantly makes self deprecating jokes and complains about mental health? anxiety!
the insta runner is very proud of his aesthetic and ability to create stunning pictures of each member without revealing their identity? creativity!
the snapchat runner is the biggest sweetheart ever and constantly send fans inspiring messages and reminders to drink water? morality! (most of the fanders end up just calling him dad tho.)
the twitter runner is the most responsible, is always up to date on politics and sends helpful advice to fanders who need help being adults? logic!!
i’m gonna finish this tmrw but enjoy for now lmao lmao
(check out that kinda similar band idea that idk the name of but can b found when u search “sanders sides lamp headcannons”)
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My Favorite Vintage Music: Part II
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Hey, guys! Welcome to Part II of My Favorite Vintage Music! Today, we're continuing with the 1970s and 1980s. Let's jump right in! 
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So… I tried to narrow this list down. I really did. But the 70s has some of my favorite music ever, and it would be an absolute CRIME to not share all of these songs with you. You’re welcome. 
Fleetwood Mac - “Landslide”, “Dreams”, and “Go Your Own Way”
What better way to begin the list than with one of the most iconic bands ever. Listening to any of their music, but especially these songs, makes me want to dress like a hippie/flower child and run through a field of flowers. And run around in a thunderstorm. And also close my eyes and sway to the music forever. 
Stevie Nicks remains one of the queens of the world who we do not deserve. 
I love how all of these tracks sound so different from each other. “Landslide” puts you in your sad and reflective feelings, “Dreams” makes you want to start swaying and levitating, and “Go Your Own Way” makes you want to find someone from your past to scream the lyrics to.
Eagles - “Take It Easy”
Definitely a wanderlust type of song. This one never fails to make me smile and feel lighter. I loooove listening to this when I’m on a long drive. It definitely makes my driving anxiety a little better. 
Queen - “Fat Bottomed Girls”, “Don’t Stop Me Now”, “Killer Queen”, “Bohemian Rhapsody”
Alright, don’t judge me for picking so many. I could have included more. These are straight-up JAMS. I didn’t mean to put them in a particular order, but Bohemian Rhapsody is definitely at the bottom of my list right now. I used to adore the song and thought I could never get tired of it, but then I had to edit videos of two dance routines to this song this summer. So I heard it probably 50 times. I’m giving it a break and hopefully when I come back to it, I’ll love it again! The song is revolutionary and so genius and it deserves all the respect. The other tracks are so fun and make me feel empowered.
Don McLean - “Vincent”
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I don’t know how I can effectively describe how much I love this song. I just heard it for the first time earlier this year, but it has become one of my top favorites of all time. Vincent Van Gogh is one of my favorite painters, with Starry Night being my favorite painting ever. Before I heard this song, I only knew Don McLean for “American Pie”. “Vincent” is underappreciated and seems to fit with the slow and calming style on the album that features those two songs. Some of my favorite music includes songs that feel like pure magic, and that is definitely the most fitting word for this piece. It sounds like a lullaby. It paints vivid pictures in your mind. I love “Vincent” for not only its stunning lyrics and imagery but also the sweet and calming guitar that accompanies the entire track. 
Van Morrison - “Into the Mystic”
Keeping this talk of magic going, next up is Van Morrison! This song is the epitome of my Flower Child playlist on Spotify. I was so excited to get the Moondance album on vinyl specifically to see how this song sounded on it. The result? It sounds gorgeous. 
James Taylor - “Fire and Rain”
I guess I’m often a simple girl when it comes to music. Sometimes I can’t resist a slow and peaceful song with a guitar and some piano. Listening to this while it’s raining is always a beautiful idea. This is another piece that I can listen to nonstop and I always sing along.
Billy Joel - “She’s Always a Woman” and “Vienna”
Sometimes, you need some moody and sad songs. I have a bad habit of listening to this kind of music when I’m down. However, you don’t have to be in a bad mood to love these tracks! 
John Denver - “The Music Is You” 
Okay, so my overused word for my previous post was “dreamy”. Now it’s “magic”. How can you listen to this song and not feel so e n c h a n t e d? This is another piece that makes me want to run through a field of flowers.
Tanya Tucker - “Delta Dawn”
This one might seem a little different from my other favorites, but at least going from John Denver to this created was a fairly smooth transition. While our mom often played her favorite 80s music for my sister and me, our dad loved playing his old country favorites. 
I love the story behind the lyrics. Listening to this song is almost like reading a book, so it’s perfect for this bookworm right here. Tanya Tucker’s voice is so unique and always made my sister and I sing along. My favorite part of “Delta Dawn” is definitely the beginning with the chorus of voices. So powerful. So transcendent.
Commodores - “Easy”
What a fluid and breeeeeeezy song. It’s actually on my playlist called “Sunday Morning”. The name was obviously inspired by the lyrics of this song and is full of similar light tracks from all decades. 
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Most of my favorite vintage music comes from the 1940s to the 1970s, but I grew up listening to my mom’s favorites hits from the 80s. I do have my own favorites as well, so I had to include this decade! I’m not a huge fan of a lot of the synth-pop music that dominated the decade, but here are some of my favorites! 
Bill Medley and Jennifer Warnes - (I’ve Had) The Time of My Life
I think we all know what movie scene this song is from, so you should know why this track makes me so happy. Dirty Dancing is one of my favorite movies and this song always puts me in a good, dancing mood. I can’t help but picture the final scene of the movie, so I can’t help but smile.
Eurythmics - Sweet Dreams (Are Made of This) 
Like I said, I’m not a huge fan of music with a lot of synth, but I’m totally on board with this song. It’s so mysterious and catchy.
Bonnie Tyler - Total Eclipse of the Heart 
This is one of my mom’s favorites, so my sister and I grew up jamming to this song. The emotion and power behind Bonnie Tyler’s voice amaze me every time. Another great number to yell the lyrics to.
Phil Collins - In the Air Tonight
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A MASTERPIECE. A POWERFUL, ANSTY MASTERPIECE.
I don’t love a ton of angry songs, but this one is so good. I love acting so dramatic while singing along to this one, especially with my mom. This is our song. She’s not super emotional and touchy-feely, but listening to this song is one way that we can bond and have a good time together. Our favorite part is the iconic drums at around 3:16 (in the music video above). We always play the air drums and headbang.
Joan Jett and the Blackhearts - I Love Rock ‘n Roll 
I don’t listen to a lot of the same music that other people my age listen to, so when there’s a song that most people know, it makes listening to music in a public environment so much more fun! Most people I know also know this song. I love it. In contrast with my hippie and flower child songs, this track makes me want to dress in all black, maybe even some (faux) leather.
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I grew up with a lot of this music, so I love how some of these artists are still popular today. I’ve noticed that more people my age are beginning to become huge fans of artists like Fleetwood Mac and Queen. That makes me so excited! Sometimes I tend to love the more popular tracks that I grew up listening to, like the ones I chose for this list. Those are the songs that still stick with people today. If you have any suggestions for underappreciated songs by any of the artists on the lists, don’t be afraid to send them my way! I live for music recommendations. 
While writing down some of these songs, I thought of covers done by current artists who I love. Isaac Waddington has done great covers of “She’s Always a Woman” that I will listen to on repeat. 
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He first performed it in 2015 for an audition on Britain’s Got Talent. Here’s his 2019 cover! I’m so obsessed.
Ansel Elgort’s voice is so. smooth. in his cover of “Easy” that he performed in a Riff-Off on an episode of The Late Late Show with James Corden and Jamie Foxx in 2017.
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The only acceptable reaction to have to this video is James’ reaction.
I actually found “The Music Is You” from seeing Greta Van Fleet cover it on YouTube! When I got to see them live in September in Kansas City, I was one of the only people around me who knew the lyrics, and that made me sad. I love the love that Greta Van Fleet has for John Denver, and how much they share his music. 
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They sing “The Music Is You” as an intro to their original song “You’re the One”. So angelic.
I have updated my Spotify playlist, “Top Vintage Favs”, with the songs I mentioned in this post. Feel free to play it in order to go throughout the decades, or have some fun with playing it on shuffle and travel back and forth through time! 
Thanks for reading, 
Morgan ♥️
Twitter: @connect_vintage
Insta: @connect_vintage
(Personal) Spotify: Morgan Krull
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72 Hours in Seattle
Hi, it’s Abby. My mom asked me to write an introduction for this post about our last-minute trip to Seattle a few weeks ago. I was invited to play in a soccer tournament there and this one was different than most because there was only one game a day, which means there was plenty of down time to explore a city. (That is how I convinced my mom to go.)  We flew out the morning after my last final and stayed with her college roommate, Jenn for three nights and three days. Mom already told you that the culinary highlight of our trip was eating a Dutch Baby with backyard raspberries in Jenn’s kitchen nook, but that doesn’t mean we didn’t pound some pavement in search of great food around town. Here, Mom and I take turns giving you a run-down of our packed 72 hours.
DAY 1: THURSDAY
1:00 [Jenny] I am forever in search of counter-service spots when I travel, especially for lunch, when you don’t want to spend an hour-plus lounging around while the sun shines on a brand new city that is calling for you. That’s why we dropped our bags at my friend Jenn’s house (in Ballard) at 12:45, then headed straight to The Fat Hen, a sweet, bright fast-casual spot that served avocado toasts, ricotta toasts, freshly squeezed juices, and good coffee. It killed us to forgo Frankie & Jo’s, the vegan ice cream shop sensation right across the street (they have multiple locations around the city) but we were saving room for dinner. FYI: Delancey — remember Delancey? — was right there, too. [Photo credit: Seattle Magazine]
2:30  [Abby] We walked from Fat Hen down 15th Street to Ballard Avenue, the main drag in Ballard, a neighborhood that reminded me of Brooklyn. There was a ton of stuff to do and a lot of fun shopping including a cool second-hand furniture store called Ballard Consignment, an aesthetically pleasing succulent store (I can’t remember the name, can someone help me?), and a trendy clothing place called Prism where my mom tried on a thousand dresses but ended up just buying my sister an iron-on patch for her jean jacket that said “Stay Wild Child.”
4:00 [Abby] We met up with my mom’s friend Jenn, who got out of work early for us, and headed to Golden Gardens Park for a walk. It was so beautiful! I got a virgin pina colada at Miri’s, a new cafe right on the beach. Also, even though everyone says Seattle weather is not so great, look at our sky! It was like that for most of the time we were there. (Here’s a tip to future travelers: Go there in late June, early July.)
5:30 [Jenny] I think the only reason why I agreed to take Abby to Seattle was so I could try to snag a table at The Walrus and the Carpenter, the original Renee Erickson French-style raw bar in Ballard that opened almost ten years ago and that I tried to get into during my last visit, only to be turned away by the long wait every time. This time I wasn’t messing around. At the very un-glamourous hour of 5:30, I dragged Abby, Jenn, and Jenn’s 15-year-old daughter Stella to dine on fried oysters and small plates in their bright happy space. FYI: Erickson has opened a bunch of other places in Capitol Hill, including a steakhouse Bateau, another oyster bar with the greatest electric mint color scheme (Bar Melusine), and stuffed doughnut mecca General Porpoise, which, for Abby, might’ve been more of a reason to go to Seattle than her soccer tournament. (More on that below.)
7:30 After dinner, we walked back up Ballard Avenue to get ice cream at Salt & Straw, the Portland-based makers who have won over legions of fans with their artisanal concoctions…think Fresh Sheep’s Cheese and Strawberries or Oregon Wasabi and Raspberry Sorbet. But the line was too long, and even though it was still early, we were on East Coast time, so we headed home to bed. (For those of you interested, here’s an interview with Salt & Straw founder Tyler Malek on the always awesome Bon Appetit’s Foodcast.)
DAY 2: FRIDAY
10:00 [Abby] I had a soccer game in Redmond (we won 4-0!) where the most exciting food moment of the morning was a pretzel that came with that fakey nacho cheese that is so delicious. We didn’t get to start exploring again until lunchtime and decided we wanted to spend the afternoon checking out Capitol Hill. First stop…
12:30…Rocket Taco for lunch, where we ate some of the best carnitas tacos I can remember.
1:45 It was Pride Month! We loved the rainbow crosswalks which made for especially good instagram posts. (That’s me with our friend Maylie. And this was at the intersection of East Pine and 10th Ave.)
2:30 [Abby] And of course, we had to hit Elliott Bay Books. My mom bought me a paperback copy of The Handmaid’s Tale — I’ve been watching the TV show and it’s very disturbing, but she said I’d like the book. (She wants me to tell you that for school I also had to read Hiroshima and Take the Cannoli)
3:01 [Abby] Then the funniest thing happened. I had been looking forward to going to the iconic General Porpoise Doughnuts from the moment we booked our flights — we practically planned our entire Capitol Hill outing around it — but when we got there at 3:01, we tried to open the door and it was locked. It closed at 3:00! For about ten seconds we were all super disappointed but then, out of nowhere, an employee walks outside and asked “Does anyone want a dozen free doughnuts?” I guess they like everything to be fresh, so at the end of the day, they give away what hasn’t sold instead of selling them the next day. That might’ve been the highlight of the trip. And those doughnuts were some of the best I’ve ever had– the vanilla stuffed ones especially!!
4:00 [Jenny] We hadn’t planned on it, but we decided to hit Pike Place Market (because: of course!) on our way home to Ballard from Capitol Hill. We bought fruit and a lovely flower arrangement for our lovely hosts, but for the most part we just walked up and down the long hallways and gaped at the offerings. Maybe the most amazing part was that I got a parking spot on Pike Place right in the middle of everything (across from the flagship Starbucks.) I kept looking at the spot and looking at the sign saying This is too good to be true (once a New Yorker always a New Yorker, I guess) but it was actually true. Over a month later, I’m still on a high from it.
6:30 [Jenny] I know this is hard to believe, but we still had more to eat. I’ve written about this before, but the way Abby and I go about planning where we want to eat in a new city is completely different. I go to tried-and-true sources like Bon Appetit City Guides or Eater’s Heat Maps. She goes right to instagram, searches by locations, then studies the grid until a particularly inspiring pastry or bowl of ramen shows up. That is how she landed on Fremont Bowl where we went with Jenn’s family. Abby’s review: “Crazy good Japanese bowls, with fish, chicken teriyaki, and so much more. I’m not really a tofu fan, but according to my mom she had the best tofu she’d ever had in her life at this place. Fremont’s a fun area to walk around, too.” She’s totally right, the fried house-made tofu that our friend Maylie ordered was off-the-hook delicious. I was psyched because right next door was Book Larder, a store that specializes in cookbooks and community culinary events, but sadly they were closed for a private event. I guess that’s as good an excuse as any to return to Seattle in the very near future.
DAY 3: SATURDAY 9:00 [Abby] Mom, Jenn, and Jenn’s husband, Ben went for an early run around Green Lake Park (about a 3-mile loop she says) then we all gorged on Jenn’s now legendary Dutch Babies and plotted the day. Ben pointed us in the direction of the giant Asian Market Uwajimaya which was awesome (Oh, before that, Mom stopped for another cup of coffee at Anchored Ship in Ballard) but we ended up eating around the corner at at Dough Zone due to some intense soup dumpling cravings, aka the best food in the world.  It’s a good thing my next soccer game wasn’t until 4:00 that afternoon. We pretty much rolled out of there. Those dumplings were amazing.
6:00 [Abby] After my soccer game (lost 2-1) we drove to Mulkiteo and caught a ferry to Whidbey Island, about 25 miles north of Seattle across the Puget Sound, where Jenn and Ben have the sweetest cabin. The ferry was only about 25 minutes, but involved spectacular views of islands and huge mountains in the distance.
7:30 We only had about 12 hours to hang on Whidbey, but we got a good taste of it, snacking on their porch (above), chilling out by the campfire for an epic sunset; Ben grilled some local salmon and hot dogs for dinner. The house only had two bedrooms so my mom and I got to sleep in a tent listening to the crackling campfire. 
. Side Note [Jenny] Those of you who follow me on instagram might remember this photo. Jenn and Ben were torturing themselves trying to decide what color to paint the cabin — they were going for a dark Scandinavian cottage look — so I conducted an insta poll asking which combo you all liked. Most of you were in favor of the navy/white palette, the third one down. Last week, she sent me this pic:
How beautiful is that?!?!?! They went with Sherwin Williams Inkwell for the house and Benjamin Moore Oxford White for the trim.
DAY 4 SUNDAY
8:30 [Abby] We had an early afternoon plane to catch, so didn’t have a ton of time to explore, but we did manage to squeeze in a walk on the beach and a quick trip to Langley, where we ate eggs and cinnamon rolls at Useless Bay Coffee, then took a walk to a dramatic sandbar called Seawall Park. The town was so charming! From there was a convenient shuttle from Whidbey to the Seattle Airport, and we were on our way home.
Boy you fed us well, Seattle. We miss you so much!
Related: 36 Hours in Austin; 36 Hours in Portland, Maine; 48 Hours in Montreal.
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72 Hours in Seattle
Hi, it’s Abby. My mom asked me to write an introduction for this post about our last-minute trip to Seattle a few weeks ago. I was invited to play in a soccer tournament there and this one was different than most because there was only one game a day, which means there was plenty of down time to explore a city. (That is how I convinced my mom to go.)  We flew out the morning after my last final and stayed with her college roommate, Jenn for three nights and three days. Mom already told you that the culinary highlight of our trip was eating a Dutch Baby with backyard raspberries in Jenn’s kitchen nook, but that doesn’t mean we didn’t pound some pavement in search of great food around town. Here, Mom and I take turns giving you a run-down of our packed 72 hours.
DAY 1: THURSDAY
1:00 [Jenny] I am forever in search of counter-service spots when I travel, especially for lunch, when you don’t want to spend an hour-plus lounging around while the sun shines on a brand new city that is calling for you. That’s why we dropped our bags at my friend Jenn’s house (in Ballard) at 12:45, then headed straight to The Fat Hen, a sweet, bright fast-casual spot that served avocado toasts, ricotta toasts, freshly squeezed juices, and good coffee. It killed us to forgo Frankie & Jo’s, the vegan ice cream shop sensation right across the street (they have multiple locations around the city) but we were saving room for dinner. FYI: Delancey — remember Delancey? — was right there, too. [Photo credit: Seattle Magazine]
2:30  [Abby] We walked from Fat Hen down 15th Street to Ballard Avenue, the main drag in Ballard, a neighborhood that reminded me of Brooklyn. There was a ton of stuff to do and a lot of fun shopping including a cool second-hand furniture store called Ballard Consignment, an aesthetically pleasing succulent store (I can’t remember the name, can someone help me?), and a trendy clothing place called Prism where my mom tried on a thousand dresses but ended up just buying my sister an iron-on patch for her jean jacket that said “Stay Wild Child.”
4:00 [Abby] We met up with my mom’s friend Jenn, who got out of work early for us, and headed to Golden Gardens Park for a walk. It was so beautiful! I got a virgin pina colada at Miri’s, a new cafe right on the beach. Also, even though everyone says Seattle weather is not so great, look at our sky! It was like that for most of the time we were there. (Here’s a tip to future travelers: Go there in late June, early July.)
5:30 [Jenny] I think the only reason why I agreed to take Abby to Seattle was so I could try to snag a table at The Walrus and the Carpenter, the original Renee Erickson French-style raw bar in Ballard that opened almost ten years ago and that I tried to get into during my last visit, only to be turned away by the long wait every time. This time I wasn’t messing around. At the very un-glamourous hour of 5:30, I dragged Abby, Jenn, and Jenn’s 15-year-old daughter Stella to dine on fried oysters and small plates in their bright happy space. FYI: Erickson has opened a bunch of other places in Capitol Hill, including a steakhouse Bateau, another oyster bar with the greatest electric mint color scheme (Bar Melusine), and stuffed doughnut mecca General Porpoise, which, for Abby, might’ve been more of a reason to go to Seattle than her soccer tournament. (More on that below.)
7:30 After dinner, we walked back up Ballard Avenue to get ice cream at Salt & Straw, the Portland-based makers who have won over legions of fans with their artisanal concoctions…think Fresh Sheep’s Cheese and Strawberries or Oregon Wasabi and Raspberry Sorbet. But the line was too long, and even though it was still early, we were on East Coast time, so we headed home to bed. (For those of you interested, here’s an interview with Salt & Straw founder Tyler Malek on the always awesome Bon Appetit’s Foodcast.)
DAY 2: FRIDAY
10:00 [Abby] I had a soccer game in Redmond (we won 4-0!) where the most exciting food moment of the morning was a pretzel that came with that fakey nacho cheese that is so delicious. We didn’t get to start exploring again until lunchtime and decided we wanted to spend the afternoon checking out Capitol Hill. First stop…
12:30…Rocket Taco for lunch, where we ate some of the best carnitas tacos I can remember.
1:45 It was Pride Month! We loved the rainbow crosswalks which made for especially good instagram posts. (That’s me with our friend Maylie. And this was at the intersection of East Pine and 10th Ave.)
2:30 [Abby] And of course, we had to hit Elliott Bay Books. My mom bought me a paperback copy of The Handmaid’s Tale — I’ve been watching the TV show and it’s very disturbing, but she said I’d like the book. (She wants me to tell you that for school I also had to read Hiroshima and Take the Cannoli)
3:01 [Abby] Then the funniest thing happened. I had been looking forward to going to the iconic General Porpoise Doughnuts from the moment we booked our flights — we practically planned our entire Capitol Hill outing around it — but when we got there at 3:01, we tried to open the door and it was locked. It closed at 3:00! For about ten seconds we were all super disappointed but then, out of nowhere, an employee walks outside and asked “Does anyone want a dozen free doughnuts?” I guess they like everything to be fresh, so at the end of the day, they give away what hasn’t sold instead of selling them the next day. That might’ve been the highlight of the trip. And those doughnuts were some of the best I’ve ever had– the vanilla stuffed ones especially!!
4:00 [Jenny] We hadn’t planned on it, but we decided to hit Pike Place Market (because: of course!) on our way home to Ballard from Capitol Hill. We bought fruit and a lovely flower arrangement for our lovely hosts, but for the most part we just walked up and down the long hallways and gaped at the offerings. Maybe the most amazing part was that I got a parking spot on Pike Place right in the middle of everything (across from the flagship Starbucks.) I kept looking at the spot and looking at the sign saying This is too good to be true (once a New Yorker always a New Yorker, I guess) but it was actually true. Over a month later, I’m still on a high from it.
6:30 [Jenny] I know this is hard to believe, but we still had more to eat. I’ve written about this before, but the way Abby and I go about planning where we want to eat in a new city is completely different. I go to tried-and-true sources like Bon Appetit City Guides or Eater’s Heat Maps. She goes right to instagram, searches by locations, then studies the grid until a particularly inspiring pastry or bowl of ramen shows up. That is how she landed on Fremont Bowl where we went with Jenn’s family. Abby’s review: “Crazy good Japanese bowls, with fish, chicken teriyaki, and so much more. I’m not really a tofu fan, but according to my mom she had the best tofu she’d ever had in her life at this place. Fremont’s a fun area to walk around, too.” She’s totally right, the fried house-made tofu that our friend Maylie ordered was off-the-hook delicious. I was psyched because right next door was Book Larder, a store that specializes in cookbooks and community culinary events, but sadly they were closed for a private event. I guess that’s as good an excuse as any to return to Seattle in the very near future.
DAY 3: SATURDAY 9:00 [Abby] Mom, Jenn, and Jenn’s husband, Ben went for an early run around Green Lake Park (about a 3-mile loop she says) then we all gorged on Jenn’s now legendary Dutch Babies and plotted the day. Ben pointed us in the direction of the giant Asian Market Uwajimaya which was awesome (Oh, before that, Mom stopped for another cup of coffee at Anchored Ship in Ballard) but we ended up eating around the corner at at Dough Zone due to some intense soup dumpling cravings, aka the best food in the world.  It’s a good thing my next soccer game wasn’t until 4:00 that afternoon. We pretty much rolled out of there. Those dumplings were amazing.
6:00 [Abby] After my soccer game (lost 2-1) we drove to Mulkiteo and caught a ferry to Whidbey Island, about 25 miles north of Seattle across the Puget Sound, where Jenn and Ben have the sweetest cabin. The ferry was only about 25 minutes, but involved spectacular views of islands and huge mountains in the distance.
7:30 We only had about 12 hours to hang on Whidbey, but we got a good taste of it, snacking on their porch (above), chilling out by the campfire for an epic sunset; Ben grilled some local salmon and hot dogs for dinner. The house only had two bedrooms so my mom and I got to sleep in a tent listening to the crackling campfire. 
. Side Note [Jenny] Those of you who follow me on instagram might remember this photo. Jenn and Ben were torturing themselves trying to decide what color to paint the cabin — they were going for a dark Scandinavian cottage look — so I conducted an insta poll asking which combo you all liked. Most of you were in favor of the navy/white palette, the third one down. Last week, she sent me this pic:
How beautiful is that?!?!?! They went with Sherwin Williams Inkwell for the house and Benjamin Moore Oxford White for the trim.
DAY 4 SUNDAY
8:30 [Abby] We had an early afternoon plane to catch, so didn’t have a ton of time to explore, but we did manage to squeeze in a walk on the beach and a quick trip to Langley, where we ate eggs and cinnamon rolls at Useless Bay Coffee, then took a walk to a dramatic sandbar called Seawall Park. The town was so charming! From there was a convenient shuttle from Whidbey to the Seattle Airport, and we were on our way home.
Boy you fed us well, Seattle. We miss you so much!
Related: 36 Hours in Austin; 36 Hours in Portland, Maine; 48 Hours in Montreal.
Source: http://www.dinneralovestory.com/72-hours-in-seattle/
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5 Instagram Poets Who Will Warm Up Your Winter Blues
Blue Monday might have started as a press release to promote travel in January, but whether or not the equation—yes, there’s “math” to this—is total bologna-pseudoscience, it’s hard to deny the blues that come with cold weather. To help you through the chill, we’ve created an updated list of on-the-rise Instagram poets who have embraced the public platform as a way to make their voices heard. If you’re a fan of the insta-poets we’ve showcased in the past (Nikita Gill, Nayyirah Waheed and Yrsa Daley-Ward), these five talented writers are the perfect people to fill your day with sunshine and similes.
Tyler Knott Gregson
Best known for his Typewriter Series and book Chasers of the Light, Knott writes almost exclusively about love. His words are loaded with passion, softness and authenticity. Reading one of his poems feels like unfolding a love letter meant just for you—exposing, yet comforting. He’ll have you tagging your loved ones in the comments in no time, the perfect solution when your own words don’t feel like enough.
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Some days we are earth tones, all greys and greens and we fade into the landscape, into the weather. Some days we are neon, we pop and contrast the world around us. We explode in color and light. Some days all that rain makes one hell of a rainbow. . 📸 by @christinefigs
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Typewriter Series #2441 by Tyler Knott Gregson
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Morgan Harper Nichols
Morgan Harper Nichols is the ultimate hype girl. She is the supportive, wisdom filled friend that we all need when the blues begin to weigh us down. Her profile, which she uses as a platform for mental wellness and self-care, is loaded with positivity and empathy. Nichols writes about personal growth, accepting your failures and moving forward. She is happy to share, with templates and phone wallpapers available for free download, so that her reminders are with you always. My own lock screen currently reads, “she does not know what the future holds, but she is grateful for slow and steady growth.”
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“Tell the story of the mountain you climbed. Your words could become a page in someone else’s survival guide.” I wrote these words for someone else, but I need this reminder too. ⠀ I have always naturally been a quieter, more inward type, and for most of life, expressing feelings and emotions was a challenge for me (Enneagram 5, INTJ). Because of that, I often thought that because I did not naturally have certain personality traits, there was no way I could connect with others, even when it came to the things I made. ⠀ I had a great family growing up, but outside of the home, I struggled to figure out where I “fit.” I struggled making friends and often blamed myself for not being more extroverted or “interesting.” This sent me inward: Deep inside my journals where I would say all the things I was never able to say during the day. I would write things for people but never knew how to share it with them. I would fill pages of composition books just to try to understand why I felt unheard and unseen. I started to convince myself that the best way to show up in the world was to not to be myself. Even in an environment where my parents lovingly encouraged my gifts as a writer and artist (I thank God for the encouragement my parents gave and still give me everyday), I still didn’t feel like I fit anywhere in the outside world. But there was this inside world where I could draw and write out all of the things I never figured out how to say during the day. Over time, I have finally begin to see: in the same way I learned to fill my journal page by page, I could learn to connect with others one by one. Showing up in the world does not mean that I have to show up everywhere all at once. Connecting around real people and real stories, in relationships and art is about the one. Impactful things can be said on big stages and in chart topping songs but they can also be said in hospital parking lots and handwritten letters. I have come to believe that in a world that often seems too crowded or busy to notice meaningful things, there is yet still room for each our stories and I just hope that the art I make, page by page, person by person is just one example of that.
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When you start to feel like things should have been better this year, remember the mountains and valleys that brought you here. They are not accidents, and those moments were not in vain. You are not the same. You have grown and you are growing, you are breathing, you are living, you are wrapped in endless, boundless grace. And things will get better, there is more to you than yesterday. — Morgan Harper Nichols And if it happens to be one of these evenings/mornings/afternoons where reading it aloud or writing it down might bring some comfort, this is for you When I start to feel like things should have been better this year, I will remember the mountains and valleys that brought me here. They are not accidents, and those moments were not in vain. I am not the same. I have grown and I am growing, I am breathing, I am living, I am wrapped in endless, boundless grace. And things will get better, there is more to me than yesterday. ♥️🙏✨
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Mustafa Ahmed
Raised in the public housing of Regent Park (a Canadian boy!), Ahmed, who goes by “Mustafa the Poet” is a proud Muslim songwriter, poet and spoken word artist. He writes about the struggles of mental illness, loss and poverty, but he is full of a hopefulness that is infectious to his audience. You may recognize his name from The Weeknd’s song “Attention,” which he co-wrote and performed, but his fame started at age twelve when he garnered attention from Toronto’s 2009 Hot Docs Festival for his poem “A Single Rose.” Watch Mustafa continue to bloom on his Instagram.
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Live in peace fam, there's no amount of money or pride or success that's worth your peace!! May you rest in it one day too
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Patience 🌥
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Samantha Jayne
Samantha is less about inspiration and more about relatability. Under her handle @quarterlifepoems, she writes about mundane, millennial crises and honestly, it is comedy gold. She writes almost-limericks paired with colourful doodles about accidental double taps on Instagram, social anxiety and financial confusion, all of which make you feel slightly less alone. She uses social media to make a refreshing statement on who twenty-somethings truly are behind all of the perfectly curated profiles. Her work is clearly catching on, her popular poetry being picked up as a television series, which will premiere at Sundance and air on FX this Spring.
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got me a solar earring 💫
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💁 #longhairdontcare #whatevs #selflove #instagood #me #smile #nyc #la #sunglasses #cute #photooftheday #poetry #quarterlifecrisis #twenties #girl #funny #happy #picoftheday #instadaily #attitude #ink #igers #fun #summer #drawing #bestoftheday #smile #painting #womenirl #instamood
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Haley Macleod
Haley’s following isn’t as large as her fellow poets, with 25.5k, but the Calgary-born writer’s voice is genuine, and her fans are loyal. She writes about love, heartbreak and self-respect, advising readers, and likely herself as well, to choose a life of fulfilment and happiness. Her posts are visually stunning as well, with typewritten pages placed over photographs of seasides and city nights. They evoke a sense of peace and calm, the perfect escape from sharp winds and snowfalls.
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• i hope you find a love who always calls back who never shows up late who pulls you closer in the middle of the night who never again makes you question the word stay who touches you so wild you believe again in the hands of fate who does not rob you of your softness or grace who instead renovates the parts of you that you have labelled damage that you keep hidden away who plants flowers in your lungs so the smell of roses awakes you each day who makes the blood in your veins triumphantly rise who only says i will see you later who never has believed in the word goodbye who can see the universe that exists behind your emerald eyes i hope you find a love that makes you feel nothing but alive who will always always always take the time to see your sunrise • haley macLeod ☁️
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  who were you before this all – before the hands of grief turned off the lights of hope inside of your heart. before the lust poisoned your veins and made you forget how to love. before you became this person the world told you to be, instead of wearing the flesh of who you really are. who were you – i know, pain changes people, but healing does too. do your soul a favour; let the light in today. let it softly pour into the scars of your darkness. let it set fire to all of your darkness. bathe in the light. it will be the light that is going to save you; when it comes, let it 🌹•
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5 Instagram Poets Who Will Warm Up Your Winter Blues
Blue Monday might have started as a press release to promote travel in January, but whether or not the equation—yes, there’s “math” to this—is total bologna-pseudoscience, it’s hard to deny the blues that come with cold weather. To help you through the chill, we’ve created an updated list of on-the-rise Instagram poets who have embraced the public platform as a way to make their voices heard. If you’re a fan of the insta-poets we’ve showcased in the past (Nikita Gill, Nayyirah Waheed and Yrsa Daley-Ward), these five talented writers are the perfect people to fill your day with sunshine and similes.
Tyler Knott Gregson
Best known for his Typewriter Series and book Chasers of the Light, Knott writes almost exclusively about love. His words are loaded with passion, softness and authenticity. Reading one of his poems feels like unfolding a love letter meant just for you—exposing, yet comforting. He’ll have you tagging your loved ones in the comments in no time, the perfect solution when your own words don’t feel like enough.
View this post on Instagram
Some days we are earth tones, all greys and greens and we fade into the landscape, into the weather. Some days we are neon, we pop and contrast the world around us. We explode in color and light. Some days all that rain makes one hell of a rainbow. . 📸 by @christinefigs
A post shared by Tyler Knott Gregson (@tylerknott) on Oct 6, 2018 at 7:04am PDT
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Typewriter Series #2441 by Tyler Knott Gregson
A post shared by Tyler Knott Gregson (@tylerknott) on Dec 2, 2018 at 4:58pm PST
Morgan Harper Nichols
Morgan Harper Nichols is the ultimate hype girl. She is the supportive, wisdom filled friend that we all need when the blues begin to weigh us down. Her profile, which she uses as a platform for mental wellness and self-care, is loaded with positivity and empathy. Nichols writes about personal growth, accepting your failures and moving forward. She is happy to share, with templates and phone wallpapers available for free download, so that her reminders are with you always. My own lock screen currently reads, “she does not know what the future holds, but she is grateful for slow and steady growth.”
View this post on Instagram
“Tell the story of the mountain you climbed. Your words could become a page in someone else’s survival guide.” I wrote these words for someone else, but I need this reminder too. ⠀ I have always naturally been a quieter, more inward type, and for most of life, expressing feelings and emotions was a challenge for me (Enneagram 5, INTJ). Because of that, I often thought that because I did not naturally have certain personality traits, there was no way I could connect with others, even when it came to the things I made. ⠀ I had a great family growing up, but outside of the home, I struggled to figure out where I “fit.” I struggled making friends and often blamed myself for not being more extroverted or “interesting.” This sent me inward: Deep inside my journals where I would say all the things I was never able to say during the day. I would write things for people but never knew how to share it with them. I would fill pages of composition books just to try to understand why I felt unheard and unseen. I started to convince myself that the best way to show up in the world was to not to be myself. Even in an environment where my parents lovingly encouraged my gifts as a writer and artist (I thank God for the encouragement my parents gave and still give me everyday), I still didn’t feel like I fit anywhere in the outside world. But there was this inside world where I could draw and write out all of the things I never figured out how to say during the day. Over time, I have finally begin to see: in the same way I learned to fill my journal page by page, I could learn to connect with others one by one. Showing up in the world does not mean that I have to show up everywhere all at once. Connecting around real people and real stories, in relationships and art is about the one. Impactful things can be said on big stages and in chart topping songs but they can also be said in hospital parking lots and handwritten letters. I have come to believe that in a world that often seems too crowded or busy to notice meaningful things, there is yet still room for each our stories and I just hope that the art I make, page by page, person by person is just one example of that.
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When you start to feel like things should have been better this year, remember the mountains and valleys that brought you here. They are not accidents, and those moments were not in vain. You are not the same. You have grown and you are growing, you are breathing, you are living, you are wrapped in endless, boundless grace. And things will get better, there is more to you than yesterday. — Morgan Harper Nichols And if it happens to be one of these evenings/mornings/afternoons where reading it aloud or writing it down might bring some comfort, this is for you When I start to feel like things should have been better this year, I will remember the mountains and valleys that brought me here. They are not accidents, and those moments were not in vain. I am not the same. I have grown and I am growing, I am breathing, I am living, I am wrapped in endless, boundless grace. And things will get better, there is more to me than yesterday. ♥️🙏✨
A post shared by Morgan Harper Nichols (@morganharpernichols) on Nov 7, 2018 at 8:28pm PST
Mustafa Ahmed
Raised in the public housing of Regent Park (a Canadian boy!), Ahmed, who goes by “Mustafa the Poet” is a proud Muslim songwriter, poet and spoken word artist. He writes about the struggles of mental illness, loss and poverty, but he is full of a hopefulness that is infectious to his audience. You may recognize his name from The Weeknd’s song “Attention,” which he co-wrote and performed, but his fame started at age twelve when he garnered attention from Toronto’s 2009 Hot Docs Festival for his poem “A Single Rose.” Watch Mustafa continue to bloom on his Instagram.
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Live in peace fam, there's no amount of money or pride or success that's worth your peace!! May you rest in it one day too
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Patience 🌥
A post shared by Mustafa (@mustafathepoet) on Feb 4, 2016 at 12:17am PST
Samantha Jayne
Samantha is less about inspiration and more about relatability. Under her handle @quarterlifepoems, she writes about mundane, millennial crises and honestly, it is comedy gold. She writes almost-limericks paired with colourful doodles about accidental double taps on Instagram, social anxiety and financial confusion, all of which make you feel slightly less alone. She uses social media to make a refreshing statement on who twenty-somethings truly are behind all of the perfectly curated profiles. Her work is clearly catching on, her popular poetry being picked up as a television series, which will premiere at Sundance and air on FX this Spring.
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got me a solar earring 💫
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Haley Macleod
Haley’s following isn’t as large as her fellow poets, with 25.5k, but the Calgary-born writer’s voice is genuine, and her fans are loyal. She writes about love, heartbreak and self-respect, advising readers, and likely herself as well, to choose a life of fulfilment and happiness. Her posts are visually stunning as well, with typewritten pages placed over photographs of seasides and city nights. They evoke a sense of peace and calm, the perfect escape from sharp winds and snowfalls.
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• i hope you find a love who always calls back who never shows up late who pulls you closer in the middle of the night who never again makes you question the word stay who touches you so wild you believe again in the hands of fate who does not rob you of your softness or grace who instead renovates the parts of you that you have labelled damage that you keep hidden away who plants flowers in your lungs so the smell of roses awakes you each day who makes the blood in your veins triumphantly rise who only says i will see you later who never has believed in the word goodbye who can see the universe that exists behind your emerald eyes i hope you find a love that makes you feel nothing but alive who will always always always take the time to see your sunrise • haley macLeod ☁️
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  who were you before this all – before the hands of grief turned off the lights of hope inside of your heart. before the lust poisoned your veins and made you forget how to love. before you became this person the world told you to be, instead of wearing the flesh of who you really are. who were you – i know, pain changes people, but healing does too. do your soul a favour; let the light in today. let it softly pour into the scars of your darkness. let it set fire to all of your darkness. bathe in the light. it will be the light that is going to save you; when it comes, let it 🌹•
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