Don’t ever compare yourselves to others. 

Whether it’s art, stories, gifs; whatever it is, do not compare your stuff to others. 

Everyone has different ideas, different ways of working, different tactics of doing things. Everyone’s stuff is different. Different is good, it gives variety; gives us different view points and levels of creativeness. 

No matter if a work has 5 notes, or 500 notes, someone out there loves your stuff. Someone out there is dying for more. Someone out there is refreshing your page over and over just waiting to see what you come up with next.

Don’t compare numbers, don’t compare work; don’t compare yourself period. EVERYONE is special here, EVERYONE has worth. 

EVERYONE here is loved and appreciated <3

roommate:  “so here are the songs we’ve been looking at for our wedding what do you think”

"what do you think"

what do you think


anonymous said:

omg i wanna now you in rl and be you friend and talk to you about everything cause youre so aw ❤

yes yes pls be my friend! GUYS if I ever did a meet up kind of thing would anyone wanna come and take awkward selfies with me and go to McDonalds!!

  • Me:Talks about thing I like
  • RL friends:I don't really care. Let's talk about things I like. They're a lot better. I mean, the things you like suck.
  • Family:God, you're a geek. Why can't you like normal things? Now shoo, I have more important things to listen to.
  • Internet friends:I know, right? I love that thing too! I'm so excited!
  • Me:Talks about feelings and personal problems
  • RL friends:Oh, okay, but that's not /that/ bad did I ever tell you about the time that this one thing happened to me and it was 3290259059059x worse?? Why don't we talk about my feelings? They're more important.
  • Family:Oh god here you go again with your teenage angst! Please shut up already.
  • Internet friends:Oh my god. I am so, so sorry. Are you alright? Do you want to talk about it? I sort of understand in a way, but this isn't about me, it's about you. Just remember that it gets better. Don't give up, please. I believe in you.
  • Me:Talks to internet friends
  • Family and RL friends:Why do you go online and on your phone so much? God, what are you, antisocial? What's your issue?
  • Internet friends:Don't worry, I'm here for you. I wish I could hug you right now.

My friends’ responses to seeing this:

Friend 1: I play my car in attack position!

Friend 2:  I parallel park in defense mode, then place two quarters in the meter face down

Friend 3: You’ve activated my trap car: Double Parking!

My friends are pretty ridiculous 

So an awesome thing happened tonight.

I have this friend.  I’ve known him since college.  He’s just one of those people, those special people that come into your life rarely, and then only if you’re lucky.  He’s one of the best friends I’ve ever had, and if I were dying, he’s one of the small group of people I’d want at my bedside when I go.  He’s an attorney and a green developer.  He has an awesome wife and three fantastic young sons, and I remember once being moved to tears when I’d been visiting him and when I left, I realized that every man I’d ever meet in my whole life would be judged against him.

I have no romantic feelings for him, like, at all.  But he’s someone who holds a little piece of my soul.  Unfortunately, with his life and family he’s very busy, and so am I, so I don’t get to talk to him very frequently.

Tonight he called, out of the blue.  Here’s the reason he gave for calling, paraphrased as best I can:

"So I had a dream about you last night.  We were in Australia, and we were driving on these long and winding roads, and I remember just feeling very grateful that you were driving.  I felt so secure knowing that you were behind the wheel.  I think it was a metaphor, for how stable a person you are, and I woke up and thought, ‘I have got to make some time to call Lori today.’"

We talked for over an hour, about the con I was just at, about how much he loves BBC Sherlock too, our differing opinions about The Hobbit, about how excited he is that his six-year odyssey of diaper-changing is over and about how much we hope to talk more often in the future.

It’s a special thing when someone you care about lets you know that they’ve been thinking about you.