#yes this did happen

[ajearthlinggg]

My friends explaining to the teacher why I'm sleeping on the cafeteria table while listening to "In Case I Make It" with my schoolwork under my head covered in tears

#Yes this did happen #They just said I banged my leg on the table #When really I was sobbing uncontrollably to a song about a rat named Mr. Boy #fyp #funny #tumblr fyp #music #will wood #will wood and the tapeworms #william woodiam #the normal album #will wood art #wwatt #will wood fanart #normal #everything is a lot #in case i make it #will wood reference #icimi #will woodussy #In case I make it #in case i die

[nina-ya]

By the way the biggest way to catch a block from me is to tell me you’re twelve years old

#Nina Rambles~✦ #get the fuck off my blog if you’re a minor #yes this did happen #LMAO #the minors dni in my bio is there for a reason

[wheelcr]

when steve used to sneak up to nancy's room thinking no one's gonna know he's there only to find me on the roof already crouched down in front of mike's window

#꒰⠀file : stranger things⠀꒱ #yes this did happen #more times than i can count #we just got used to it tbh #we both swore to never tell anyond #shifting #reality shifting #desired reality #shiftblr #stranger things x reader #stranger things #stranger things x you #mike wheeler x reader #mike wheeler #steve harrington #storytimes.

[incorrectly-quoting-mxtx]

High school teachers: College is only going to get harder from here!

College Professors: I’ll give you bonus points on your quiz if you make a Monty Python reference.

#yes this did happen

[quizzyisdone]

y'all may be cool but you're not "samuel roukin called you my love" cool like me

#yes this did happen #thanks to highwayorgantrade for the best bday gift🥹 #ghost #samuel roukin #simon riley #simon ghost riley #mw22 #cod mw2 #mw2 #call of duty #modern warfare 2

[sweetcreaturetm]

Steve would be the type to order Eddie flowers to be delivered for Valentine’s Day of course. He even paid extra. But they don’t get delivered and he knows cause Eddie hasn’t texted him about any flowers so he tracks the order and apparently they’re being delivered from a different state and he spends 2 hours on the phone trying to get a refund or the fucking flowers delivered to Eddie’s work! They promise they’ll get there by 5 but Eddie gets home and Steve’s like.. did you get anything at work today? And Eddie’s like no..? So Steve explains the whole thing and Eddie is just like 🥹you ordered me flowers??

Anyway next day the flowers from the other state get delivered and they’re not very nice looking and as soon as Eddie gets back from his break and making the flowers look nicer in the vase he sees a huge bouquet being delivered. To him. He calls Steve and is like I got the other ones! And Steve’s like well this morning I ordered new ones from a local place and they said they would get them there today and those other ones looked bad and I’m still mad they weren’t delivered yesterday. So now Eddie has a dozen red roses and a huge bouquet which the florist told Steve was called a florist special since they were running low the day after Valentine’s Day.

#yes this did happen #my husband did get a refund for the first ones #we live in texas and they shipped the flowers from Tennessee ?? #super weird #anyway the second set was soooo pretty #maybe I’ll post a pic #another ficlet based on my relationship #steddie #Valentine’s Day steddie #steve x eddie #steve harrington #eddie munson

[bearjam]

start the morning right. spill half a can of monster on your keyboard.

#yes this did happen #i just havent had a second to breathe to make the joke until now #i love college #go to bed moth

[bnha-more-like-bnh-gay]

Mina: probably the gayest thing I’ve ever done without knowing I was gay was when I was a child and I told my best friend that I had a crush on a boy in my class (when I actually had a crush on her) so that we could “practice kissing”

Mina: I was six

#yes this did happen #i had a crush on my best friend and we kissed in my closet #bnha #mha #incorrect mha quotes #mha incorrect quotes #bnha incorrect quotes #incorrect my hero academia quotes #overheard at ua #mina ashido #Mina ashido being gay #wlw #one of my few childhood memories

[starved-vyka]

Okay so what if I watched Shibari insta reels in my catholic university’s library?

#mhmm #yes this did happen #it’s so good #i sat in the corner so nobody saw #but a guy i met was there and i was hoping he wouldn’t talk to me

[tomcatjules]

POV you are my friend Caitlyn

#Yes this did happen #She got the blue dream and then i forced her to watch Stop Making Sense #my art

[thisbibliomaniac]

Y'all are trying so hard to get lots of notes on your posts, I don't even need to try. I just need someone to assert that I ran a leelah alcorn scam in like 2014 and include lists of my sins in every reblog.

#yes this did happen #i still dont know why they thought that was me

[i-fucked-both-your-parents]

Thinking about the time my band director didn’t want to say half assed so he just said ‘half-you know what’ then my middle school band teacher says ‘don’t single cheek it you guys’ 

#marching band #yes this did happen

[noonecanjudgeonhere]

Not my friend coming up to me at the bar we were at and wrapping her arms around me and saying,

“ do you have a flat head screwdriver?”

To which I automatically responded as the drunk mess that I was saying,

“Hottest thing you can say to a butch. I have a multi tool in my wallet why?”

#yes this did happen #my shit #I was very drunk and very flirtatious and yes I did invite her inside to meet the dogs #she had met them but the girl that was with her had not yet and they we met the cats as well #The chicks that my friend brought along with her damn she was cute as hell #but she has boyfriend so sad days

[ninjasmudge]

thats a red flag narinder, get that crown back while you still can

+ top panel without text below the cut

#cult of the lamb #cotl #rspect my privacy at this time by not asking what came over me to make a fully colored comic #cotl narinder #cotl lamb #cotl aym #my art #actully im like really proud of this not sure why it happened but it did #anyway i have at least another 4 cotl jokes to get out right now #if you look real close you can see my hcs for lambs design before and after they got the red crown #and also i need everyone to notice aym and lambs eldrich shadow #and yes i know you can both name the cult anything AND you can have a cult in someones name with it being their cult but consider. funny #narinder

[inkskinned]

the thing about art is that it was always supposed to be about us, about the human-ness of us, the impossible and beautiful reality that we (for centuries) have stood still, transfixed by music. that we can close our eyes and cry about the same book passage; the events of which aren't real and never happened. theatre in shakespeare's time was as real as it is now; we all laugh at the same cue (pursued by bear), separated hundreds of years apart.

three years ago my housemates were jamming outdoors, just messing around with their instruments, mostly just making noise. our neighbors - shy, cautious, a little sheepish - sat down and started playing. i don't really know how it happened; i was somehow in charge of dancing, barefoot and laughing - but i looked up, and our yard was full of people. kids stacked on the shoulders of parents. old couples holding hands. someone had brought sidewalk chalk; our front walk became a riot of color. someone ran in with a flute and played the most astounding solo i've ever heard in my life, upright and wiggling, skipping as she did so. she only paused because the violin player was kicking his heels up and she was laughing too hard to continue.

two weeks ago my friend and i met in the basement of her apartment complex so she could work out a piece of choreography. we have a language barrier - i'm not as good at ASL as i'd like to be (i'm still learning!) so we communicate mostly through the notes app and this strange secret language of dancers - we have the same movement vocabulary. the two of us cracking jokes at each other, giggling. there were kids in the basement too, who had been playing soccer until we took up the far corner of the room. one by one they made their slow way over like feral cats - they laid down, belly-flat against the floor, just watching. my friend and i were not in tutus - we were in slouchy shirts and leggings and socks. nothing fancy. but when i asked the kids would you like to dance too? they were immediately on their feet and spinning. i love when people dance with abandon, the wild and leggy fervor of childhood. i think it is gorgeous.

their adults showed up eventually, and a few of them said hey, let's not bother the nice ladies. but they weren't bothering us, they were just having fun - so. a few of the adults started dancing awkwardly along, and then most of the adults. someone brought down a better sound system. someone opened a watermelon and started handing out slices. it was 8 PM on a tuesday and nothing about that day was particularly special; we might as well party.

one time i hosted a free "paint along party" and about 20 adults worked quietly while i taught them how to paint nessie. one time i taught community dance classes and so many people showed up we had to move the whole thing outside. we used chairs and coatracks to balance. one time i showed up to a random band playing in a random location, and the whole thing got packed so quickly we had to open every door and window in the place.

i don't think i can tell you how much people want to be making art and engaging with art. they want to, desperately. so many people would be stunning artists, but they are lied to and told from a very young age that art only matters if it is planned, purposeful, beautiful. that if you have an idea, you need to be able to express it perfectly. this is not true. you don't get only 1 chance to communicate. you can spend a lifetime trying to display exactly 1 thing you can never quite language. you can just express the "!!??!!!"-ing-ness of being alive; that is something none of us really have a full grasp on creating. and even when we can't make what we want - god, it feels fucking good to try. and even just enjoying other artists - art inherently rewards the act of participating.

i wasn't raised wealthy. whenever i make a post about art, someone inevitably says something along the lines of well some of us aren't that lucky. i am not lucky; i am dedicated. i have a chronic condition, my hands are constantly in pain. i am not neurotypical, nor was i raised safe. i worked 5-7 jobs while some of these memories happened. i chose art because it mattered to me more than anything on this fucking planet - i would work 80 hours a week just so i could afford to write in 3 of them.

and i am still telling you - if you are called to make art, you are called to the part of you that is human. you do not have to be good at it. you do not have to have enormous amounts of privilege. you can just... give yourself permission. you can just say i'm going to make something now and then - go out and make it. raquel it won't be good though that is okay, i don't make good things every time either. besides. who decides what good even is?

you weren't called to make something because you wanted it to be good, you were called to make something because it is a basic instinct. you were taught to judge its worth and over-value perfection. you are doing something impossible. a god's ability: from nothing springs creation.

a few months ago i found a piece of sidewalk chalk and started drawing. within an hour i had somehow collected a small classroom of young children. their adults often brought their own chalk. i looked up and about fifteen families had joined me from around the block. we drew scrangly unicorns and messed up flowers and one girl asked me to draw charizard. i am not good at drawing. i basically drew an orb with wings. you would have thought i drew her the mona lisa. she dragged her mother over and pointed and said look! look what she drew for me and, in the moment, i admit i flinched (sorry, i don't -). but the mother just grinned at me. he's beautiful. and then she sat down and started drawing.

someone took a picture of it. it was in the local newspaper. the summary underneath said joyful and spontaneous artwork from local artists springs up in public gallery. in the picture, a little girl covered in chalk dust has her head thrown back, delighted. laughing.

#writeblr #warm up #this is longer than i wanted i really considered removing that part about myself and what i went thru #but i think it really fucking bothers me that EVERY time i talk about being an artist #ppl assume i just like. had the skill and ability to drop everything and pay for grad school. #like sir i grew up poor. my house wasn't a safe space. i gave up a FREE RIDE TO LAW SCHOOL. for THIS. bc i chose it. #was it fucking hard? was i choosing the hard thing?? yes. #but we need to stop seeing artists as lazy layabouts that can ''afford'' to just ''sit around and create'' #when MANY - if not MOST - of us are NOT like that. we have to work our fucking ASSES off. hard work. long and hard work #part of valuing artists is recognizing the amount we sacrifice to make our art. bc it doesn't just #like HAPPEN to us. also btw it rarely has anything to do with true talent. #speaking as someone with a chronic condition i hate when ppl are like u have it easy. like actively as i'm writing this my hands r #ACTIVELY hurting me. i haven't been posting bc my left hand was curled in a claw for the last week #this isn't fucking luck. after a certain point it's not even TALENT. it's dedication & sacrifice. #''u get to flounce around and do nothing with ur life'' is a narrative that is a direct result of capitalism #imagine if we said that about literally any other profession. #''oh so u give up 10 yrs of ur life to be a doctor? u sacrifice having a social life and u get SUPER in debt? #u need to work countless hours and it will often be thankless? well i wish i was that lucky'' #we should be applying that logic to landlords ONLY #''oh ur mom and dad gave u the money to buy a house? and all u did was paint it white and rent it? huh.''

[marisatomay]

blah blah blah aging tumblr population etc etc if you are ever visiting a family that just had a baby, and you know that they have other small children, bring a little something for each of the other kids. it doesn’t have to be anything fancy but, even the most charitable, well-behaved child starts feeling left out and lonely after the nth visitor brings gifts and attention for their parents and new sibling and, either isn’t there for them at all or the only engage with them about their baby sibling, especially since their parents have probably been completely consumed with the new baby. make their day and they will remember that bit of kindness and attention from you forever.

#like i still remember when my brother was born my sister and i were bored shitless in the hospital and really lonely #because all of the attention was on our parents and nate #or if people did even say hi to us it was just to ask if we were excited about the baby #but when my aunt visited before even saying hi to my parents she came right up to emma and i and gave us each a beanie baby #she’s the eldest of four so like. she Understood. #and that meant so much to us skjfkdjdjkfdkdkdk #yes this happened in 2000 yes i still remember it what about it!!!!!!!