I went to bed early and woke up late. Since I didn’t have time I draw, I channeled my inner Bill Ivey and just wrote what came to mind. Now I’m realizing the beauty of what came from that…

I often recieve messages from parents who say “I wish I could draw” or “ I wish I had time,” and I try to encourage them to do what comes naturally. None of us are perfect, and this is no contest. The importance of your actions is not in the amount of skill required, but that the action was from a loving parent. Your child doesn’t need perfection … They need YOU, and we all have something unique to offer!


USA’s had 45 presidents but only one KING                                                            “It’s been so long now and it seems that                                                                  It was only yesterday                                                                                             Ain’t it funny how time slips away…”

I was born in 90s but I miss Elvis so much… I think we all feel that way. Irreplaceable.

Love you Elvis, forever 💖

full offense but people (mostly whites) need to stop thinking that fair skin immediately equals white. like my pakistani/arab friend??? is hella fair, but she doesnt LOOK white. like idk i had ppl (again more whites) ask me if i was black, latinx, arab, basically anything but indian & it’s like 1) my name??? 2) ??/??WD/?S? i LOOK indian fam like,,??

Rick is getting nervous.

Morty had been in the bathroom for a long while.

After last night Mortys been stuck to him like glue, practically fused to his hip.

Rick thinks of knocking. Maybe Morty just decided to take a shower?

He presses his ear to the door and listens….


Rick knocks quietly and waits.

On the other side he can hear the shuffling of clothes and the door handle jiggle.

As the door opens Rick is dumbstruck.

Morty is smiling at him nervously.

“ sorry… I didn’t ask.. I shouldve….”

He’s twiddling his fingers. He won’t meet Ricks eyes. Morty is tense, as though waiting for some imaginary blow.

“Morty, you don’t have to ask. If you want to do something, do it.”

Morty relaxes slightly.

He blushes.

“What…what do you think?”

“It looks great Morty! Real cute!”

Mortys mouth twitches at cute, and then he’s smiling.

“Th…Thank you.”

Rick ruffles Mortys newly cut hair and smiles down at the boy.

I have only three more recast dolls to sell, I am glad that I was able to sell them off so I can focus on my legit dolls, bought so many stuff for them, still need to buy faceup supplies and doll shoes etc (T_T), feels like I am never going to finish lol 💙 [sorry for bad lighting]

my experience with adhd
  • I don’t even remember putting that thing down but now it’s not in my hand and I don’t know where it went
  • ‘what do you mean you can just think about nothing? what’s that like? I don’t understand’
  • *tuning out of a conversation halfway through somebody else’s sentence because I just thought of something interesting*
  • carrying my psychiatrist’s business card with me at all times because I see her once a month and every time I go I forget what floor her office is on. I’ve been there 8 times
  • ‘Between A & B, A would be the right thing to do’ *a cascading thought process that takes a few seconds tops, justifying option B* ‘actually B would be the right thing to do’
    • somebody else, later: why did you think B was the right thing to do??
    • me: …. it’s not important, I’ll know better next time
    • (spoiler: I won’t know better next time)
  • I know you already told me this thing like 12 times but can you tell me again just one more time because I forgot
  • it’s not that I forgot that I wasn’t supposed to do this thing. it’s just that in that particular moment i thought it was okay to do it anyway for reasons that would take 48 minutes to explain even though it only took me 3 seconds to justify it in my thoughts, so it’s easier for me to just say ‘I forgot’
  • ‘I already told you that’ ‘really? I must have forgotten, i’m sorry’ ‘it was FIVE MINUTES AGO. in this SAME CONVERSATION’
  • this internal conversation:
    • me: I feel motivated to do this responsible thing
    • me: if I don’t do this responsible thing right now I will get distracted and forget to do it for another 5 hours
    • me: so I should do this thing right this second, there is nothing stopping me
    • me: after I finish this one cell phone game
    • me, 5 hours later: I KNEW THIS WOULD HAPPEN
  • almost flunking a class because I straight up didn’t know any homework had been assigned despite loving the class and always attending
  • trusting the memory of literally anyone else over my own memory
  • intending to do something for days. sometimes months. never doing it
  • *cuddling somebody* mm this is nice … *2 seconds later* bored now
  • somebody is mad at me. I might as well fucking d i e
  • the options in company are: overshare about the one thing I care about or not talk at all
  • insensitive or inattentive? YOU decide (and when you tell me that i hurt your feelings and I didn’t notice I’ll rejection sensitive dysphoria into fantasies of disappearing forever)
  • being excellent at my job for months on end, doing everything right and everything well, and then suddenly & without explanation being t h e  w o r s t at it for several weeks, making dumb mistakes everywhere for no discernible reason
  • when asked to explain something: well it all started when I was a baby
    • ‘they don’t need that much explanation’ well YOU tell ME where to start b/c I have no fucking clue tbh
  • i can’t throw away anything b/c when I look at it I remember all the sentimental reasons I keep it around and they seem just as important as actually needing it and when I close the storage box back up I forget I had it in the first place until the next time I try to get rid of my clutter and repeat this process
  • i wasnt’ idle for a second all day and yet I didn’t accomplish a n y t h i n g
  • am i a speed-reader or was I so impatient for what came next that I read only half a page and then skipped to the next one?
  • getting excited about a project, starting it, then racing to finish it as fast as I can because when I get bored I’ll abandon it and never go back. must beat the boredom
    • edit my fics? working twice on the same idea? /uproarious laughter
    • well I fucked that up. too bad I can never rework it because I no longer have passionate energy for it
  • me, opening a bottle of adhd meds: I don’t have adhd. I’m just a lazy bum who doesn’t try hard enough

anonymous asked:

psst have you seen spiderman: homecoming yet?

yes!! I’ve really enjoyed both superhero movies that have come out this year tbh

Humans are weird- Sunburns

I´m at the beach, like most people, and sadly, I got really sunburnt *fml*  Anyway, imagine aliens not knowing that we can get sunburnt because we forget to put protection on and our own sun burns our skin. 


They entered the common room. Everyones eyes were on them. Their hair had lightened and their eyes glistened a brighter color, and somehow, their skin was different….

Commander Trif shuffled past the crowd surrounding them, not knowing what all the fuss was about..then he knew.

“ What has happened to you?! Is this a medical situation?" he demanded. He was beyond worried.

The Humans looked at each other for a few seconds, which seemed everlasting. Then, they bursted out laughing, making it look like they were choking. 

"Oh don’t worry about us sir" managed to say Human-Layla

"Well, I’m not so sure about that. Poor Loki here got a dreadful sunburn.” said Human-James in a playful tone. 


"Yeah you know, when our own sun burns our skin because we don’t put protection on. But I mean, just look at Loki, he looks like a damn cherrie” answered Human-Layla while laughing.  

“Hey you lot, don´t make fun of me. Y'all managed to get tanned, but soon enough I´m going to start to peel like those bloody lizards."  

Only one thought popped up in the Commanders head;

‘He’s going to die.’