good things will happen 🧿

things that are meant to be will fall into place 🧿

THIS ONE FUCKING WORKS. REBLOG IT.

this for real fucking works

Apparently this one fuckin works, and who am I to argue with the collective agreement of tumblr. Will report back if good things happen.

Let’s see if this is any good.

I hope everyone grows tired of being cruel to each other soon

reblog if you’re obsessed with imagery and symbolism and also are a homo

so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god

okay so i just got my dream job??? a week after applying to it?? and now i’m thinking….maybe this is the good luck post

…..not even six hours later i got an offer of a well paying full time long-term job with free room and board in queens in nyc, allowing me independence and a way to escape an abusive situation and an unhealthy environment

likes charge reblogs cast, folks, this is the good luck post

Good Luck Post do your thing!!!

"am I being annoying" are you aware that my heart is trying to crawl out of my chest to get to you

ok what’s your florence + the machine song. mine is rabbit heart (raise it up)<3

LIFE ADVICE FOR YOUR TEENS AND EARLY TWENTIES (and probably beyond but I haven't made it much farther than that so far):

ok... 🥺

i will not lie, friends, i actually have a very deep seated fear that i will never be truly and fully loved unless i have something to offer in return

in this terrifying world you continuously have the power to offer someone else a little relief . why would you withhold that. do you remember what a little relief feels like? it feels like a lot

"This barbie hates cops"

Seen in Brooklyn, New York

characters who are absolutely convinced down to their bones that they are unlovable being subjected to the mortifying ideal of being wholly and unconditionally loved. that’s the good stuff. never get tired of it.

my mom says she’s not a hugger. but when i put my arms around her on a gloomy day or after bad news she’s the last to let go. my dad says he doesn’t want gifts on his birthday, but i see the way his face light up when i get him a card with a nice message and a box full of chocolate anyway. he’s just a kid inside, still. it makes him giddy. my brother never says i love you. but when i tell him “i just need to finish the dishes before i vacuum!” he wordlessly goes to vacuum the entire house before i can, and if he sees me struggle with a wrapper or a jar or a bottle he mutters ‘c’mere’ and opens it for me without even sparing me a glance. the thing is, people love you quietly, and you love them quietly, and the air is buzzing with tiny but grand gestures & once you look for them, you find them everywhere. i think that’s really beautiful.

It’s pride month, and it’s time to remind everyone that theres some people that can’t celebrate that. There’s some of us that are scared, that have to watch what we say, that have to hide. So I just want to say to those of us that don’t have somewhere they can be themselves, I love you. If you’re closeted for any reason, I love you. If you’re in a homophobic or transphobic home that you can’t get out of for whatever reason, whether it be you’re too young or you don’t have a license or anything else- I love you. If you’re in a city or a state that’s becoming more and more hostile to us, I love you. If you don’t feel safe, I’m sorry, I know what it’s like, and I love you. You’ll get out of there eventually, I promise.

The world is a shitty, shitty place right now and some of us are really suffering and so I’m holding your hand across space and time and telling you it will be okay and I love you I love you I love you I love you

Muscled women 😌🤌✨

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Got an idea to beat an art block with drawing ✨backs✨ and I also wanted to draw Renee so why not do both at the same time 😀

Reblog to give the person you reblogged this from motivation to work on their WIPs