straighten your back, mate
NOW GO ON
woah thanks i really needed that today
tumblr user demeaniac doing little favors for tumblr one post at a time
FUCK THIS POST HAS SHOWED UP LIKE 10 TIMES TODAY AND I HAVE BEEN HUNCHED OVER EVERY FUCKING TIME
PLEASE KEEP THIS GOING it is the best reminder for me ever and I always need it omg
She’d rather be Hatshepsut than a Hepburn.
Much like writing, some ideas come best in the middle of the night. Keep a tiny notebook by your bedside to write down these important thoughts at a whim.
Let’s take a look at some of the things I thought of in recent nights..
Hmm, maybe this was a bad example. Let’s look at the next one.
Well, that’s not so bad I guess..
Dream me makes a good point, when you think about it. Let’s try one more..,
Don’t believe me?
I feel like I’m sinking into a bout of depression. I need to pull myself out of it. I need to work on this paper. I need to pass these classes. I need to do well on these tests. I need to stop drinking, eating snacks, and distracting myself with whatever means that I have. I need to ignore how overwhelmingly unhappy I am. I need to go eat. I need to stop crushing on people who have no interest in me. I need to get out of this place. I need to see sand and mountains and dirt and rocks and breath dry air that sucks the moisture out of your pores like some sort of vampire. I need to hear waves crash on empty shores and hear stories about great, brave, and brilliant people who exemplify all that I love about the human race.
I need hope. I need to see the crumbling ruins of an ancient and marginalized people to remind myself that history is not set in stone and that there’s great, important humanitarian work to be done. I need to listen to people with voices like silk and passions like tidal waves. I need to dream and desire more for myself than these concrete walls and cafeteria meals. I need help. I need love from someone who knows me. I need the affirmation found in the love of someone who I don’t deserve a shot with. I need to happiness of a stranger remarking on my writings or drawings. I need to be told that I matter. I need to believe that I matter. How the fuck am I supposed to sit here and write a research paper when there’s so much overwhelming emptiness inside of me?