Being Vulnerable Enough To Tell People How Much You Care About Them Is Infinitely More Brave Than Pretending

🤣(death by laughing?)

your 12th emoji is how you'll die

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I have had that thought often. Wrong place. Wrong time. Wrong life.

But I’m not sure if it’s the planet that’s wrong, so much as everything around me is wrong.

I look about and listen. I see injustice. I see power plays that take advantage of people. I see children being killed in schools. Lies are told on the television. We are gas-lighted. Stolen from. Told it’s all our imagination.

How is any of that right?

When I was a child I would daydream about living on a healthier world. One that was not this one. But how would I get there? Walk through a door? Exit my body and float to another plane?

I’m obviously still here. Still feeling that this existence is wrong. And not truly knowing how to feel any differently about it, other than putting on my survival mask and pretending that I get through the day like everyone else. 💗

Thanks for the question. 😌

But the truth is, also, simply this: love is indomitable

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Your Lie in April MBTI

Kousei Arima [INFP]

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I mean it's not the 12th anymore so I missed Henry's bday but I still wanted to post something for it 🚶‍♀️

Alex threw him a small bday party for him ❤️

(This is the first time I've ever really drew them so this was fun)

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“Who is she when, for once, no one is looking?”

- I Kissed Shara Wheeler by Casey McQuiston

This book goes on sale tomorrow, and all I can say is that Casey is three for three on books that make me roll with laughter, choke up, and surge with hope. Unlike RWRB and OLS, Shara Wheeler is a YA novel, but it never underestimates its reader, delivering a plot that makes you just about as obsessed as Chloe is with the hunt for the missing prom queen, Shara. This story tackles religious conservativism, gender/sexual identity, the red state/blue state divide, among other themes, but the theme that spoke most to me was about truly seeing people as they are, as opposed to through the filter we unwittingly apply through a combination of social conditioning and our own hidden wounds.

For that reason, I painted Chloe seeing Shara through a looking glass. <3

I can’t recommend this one enough y’all. Grown-up readers: You will love it too! (I sure did!)

PS: Easter eggs abound….👀

Adulting to me involves the stuffy things I have to do to survive. Usually, somehow forcing myself to be a good little human by skirting around the outer edges of society.

This world forces people to suffer hours every day just so they can eat and live under a warm roof. What kind of world is this? Why isn’t food and safety a right? Why are people struggling with more than one job just to feed their children? This is a broken world.

So I have to pretend to be like the rest of the poor souls and adult my way through life. Push myself in ways I haven’t before. Pay a bill for something that makes no sense to me. Don’t even get me started on taxes. Why am I working just so some invisible entity can steal it all away?

Is that being an adult? Or a blind pushover?

“Adulting” only reminds me of what I dislike about this planet. There is so much more to living than being forced to sit in front of blinding screens and working our fingers raw for a mere nickel that will only be stolen away in the end.

I want people to see how beautiful life can be. That the pressures we face daily aren’t what being alive is about. Life is about expanding our minds and entwining our hearts with those we love. Everything else is an unnecessary burden to bury in an empty field, then covered over in blue wildflowers.

Forget this adulting business. It isn’t being an adult to take on these responsibilities. It just means a person is old enough to officially take on roles we’ve been trained for since we first stepped foot into school as children. All those long years of brainwashing just for these happy moments of being an adult. I’m not particularly proud of what humanity is doing to itself. *sighs and wanders off*

We are all, in the private kingdom of our hearts, desperate for the company of a wise, true friend. Someone who isn’t embarrassed by our emotions, or her own, who recognizes that life is short and that all we have to offer, in the end, is love.

Cheryl Strayed

ADAM PARRISH — the raven cycle

“being adam parrish was a complicated thing, a wonder of muscles and organs, synapses and nerves. he was a miracle of moving parts, a study in survival. the most important thing to adam parrish, though, had always been free will, the ability to be his own master.”