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cause its my problem if i wanna pack up and run away
its my business if i feel the need to smoke and drink and sway
its my problem, its my problem if i feel the need to hide
and its my problem if i have no friends and feel i want to die
—  Marina And The Diamonds

I made a potato and leek soup for a meal starter today for my mom’s bestie’s birthday and it was fucking gorgeous even though I only got a wee bit after making sure everyone else had food first. It’s always important you make sure all your guests have a big portion of food when they’re under your roof sharing a meal. 

But yeah, I fucking rocked that soup, I’m gonna get some more stuff tomorrow so I can make it again and have it for lunch on Monday

Move on, leave, run away, escape this place… but don’t forget about me, about us, about this town. Always remember where you come from so you can appreciate how far you’ve come.
—  c.j.n.

It bothers me that kindness has become a Tumblr fad. I have seen people say “This isn’t tumblr, stop it” after someone says “You’re beautiful.”, or someone says “You’re worth the world” and it’s replied to with “Stop it, I’m not a fragile child.”

Why is positivity a fad. Why is kindness and gentleness and reassurance a fad. If someone compliments you, tell them thank you. Stop being so bitter, there’s supposed to be light in the world.

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((hey there. it’s a beautiful (though very cold) saturday, which makes it a perfect day to

  • stay inside
  •  file my taxes like the good adult i am
  • work on a special drawing because a certain youtuber is pretty stinkin’ close to another million subscribers
  • and i have no other choice but to do this stuff on weekends because of that aforementioned adultness.

so i might be a little light on posts during the day but will try to get some asks done later tonight. stay well and stay warm! (it’s literally 22°f) -bs))

💲