i just want to make graphics of all the things welp

You bored, or feeling artsy but don’t have any inspiration...!?

Do you need to distract yourself? Or are you simply bored? 

Well, let’s fix that shit right now~

Here are some great websites to make the time pass.

First off, here are some 100% free art programs!; 

  • Photoshop CS2 - (Windows, not sure about Mac.)
  • FireAlpaca - (Windows and Mac)
  • Medibang Paint Pro- (windows and Mac)
  • Sketchbook Copic Edition - (Windows and Mac)
  • GIMP - (Windows) (Mac)
  • Paint tool SAI [cracked]  - (Windows) (Mac)
  • Paint tool SAI 2 beta - (tumblr post on said program)
  • iPaint - (Mac)
  • Paintbrush - (Mac)
  • Pencil - (Windows, Mac)
  • Paint.NET - (Windows)
  • Seashore [still in development, ver 0.5] - (Mac)
  • ChocoFlop - (Mac)
  • Inkscape - (Mac and Windows)
  • ArtRage [Demo] - (Mac and Windows)
  • OpenCanvas 1.1[must pay for 2.0] - (Windows, not sure about Mac.)
  • MyPaint - (Windows)
  • Krita - (Windows)
  • Vectorian [Supports Animation] - (Windows)
  • Pixia[Japanese, some English versions] - (Windows)
  • Asperite - (Windows)
  • Chasys Draw IES - (Windows)
  • SmoothDraw - (Windows)
  • TwistedBrush Open Studio - (Windows)
  • BOUNS - CTRL+Paint [Great for teaching all kinds of stuff, like how to use digital programs.]

Alrighty, but maybe you don’t want to download software to draw, free or not. That’s just too much time, and let’s face it, you’re already bored. Well, I’ve got you covered peoples, here are some free browser paint/drawing programs!;

  • Pixlr.com-a browser photoeditor, and can be used for drawing!
  • Psykopaint
  • QueekyPaint
  • PaintOnline- ((also has some random free browser games on site too!))

Sooo, maybe You just don’t feel like drawing…understandable, you beasts-here’s a BUNCH of other websites to calm and/or stretch those brain muscles!;

  • create pixel art
  • Awesome photo editor and art program, all free…!
  • Totally free transparent textures
  • make a cute chibi
  • draw some cool generative art
  • be a graffiti creator
  • create a picassohead (you don’t need to be a picasso to do so)
  • paint online
  • another awsome site to create pixel art on
  • and another one
  • create your own mandala
  • or color one
  • create an avatar
  • or you can try creating your own superhero
  • here you can interact with organisms in different environments to see how to music changes
  • here’s a website that translates the time into hexidecimal colours,
  • Here is a website where you can travel along a 3D line into the infinite unkown
  • here is a website where you can listen to rain with or without music
  • Need a model in a certain pose for drawing? here
  • Want to build your own planet
  • here is a website where you can create your own galaxies
  • make your own pattern (very useful if you need a new background)
  • create next hit comic
  • make a city which looks like something from 90′s games
  • draw a mandala like design
  • jig saw puzzles
  • more jig saw puzzles to solve
  • create a stunning HTML5 animation - no coding!
  • make a movie
  • create and dress up dolls
  • play a piano
  • you can also play a guitar
  • create sounds
  • another sound creator
  • create a logo
  • design your dream home
  • sketch rooms
  • explore fashion trends and create your own sets
  • build a website
  • try this app for building a website
  • Or maybe start learning how to code!
  • design your own t-shirt or a beanie or sweatpants and order them
  • design your own phone case
  • pretend to be a graphic designer with this cool online tool
  • Make your own Glitch art
  • Here’s another glitch art maker
  • And another!
  • Holy hell, here’s a third!
  • make an image look like it was created by a commodore 64
  • freaking cool text generator!
  • Easy to use word processor
  • Make up really cool patterns or run your photos through it :)
  • Write an essay on anything with no hassle
  • Wanna see how something you write would look like if it was on JacksFilms YGS((Your Grammar Sucks videos on YouTube))?
  • Make pictures out of text
  • ASCII word generator
  • Need an idea for some fanart-here :D
  • mario
  • cubefield
  • sleep calculator
    essay typer
  • rice questions
  • maths 
  • artsy-fartsy pretty thing
  • quotes
  • survive nature
  • rain
  • tumblr music
  • calming rain
  • themes
  • backgrounds [x] 
  • loads of references

Still haven’t found something that would float your  proverbial boat? 

Then try these out!:

  • watch a documentary
  • learn to code
  • do something yourself
  • workout with the help of this great youtube channels
  • learn things
  • play pokemon or zelda or other awesome old school games
  • waste your time on miniclip
  • play games at additing games
  • or try games at agame
  • calm your thoughts
  • the quiet place
  • it will be okay
  • vent or listen to someone
  • pour out your soul
  • explore the sky
  • look at art from around the world
  • virtually visit museum of iraq
  • explore world with arounder
  • create a music playlist
  • list through rare books
  • scroll useful science website
  • create sand art
  • brain games
  • try out tastekid and discover new favorite band or movie or book
  • interactive 3D anatomy
  • random street view
  • post a secret
  • create a family tree
  • find our what’s the difference between x and y
  • help scientists and become volunteer researcher
  • create your own font
  • read a classic short story
  • In the mood to read, but not sure exactly what book to go for?
  • scribble on maps
  • listen to letters
  • play with acrobots
  • listen to podcasts
  • make a bucket list
  • Ever want to see the most truly useless websites in creation?
  • Prank a friend with this blue screen of death!
  • Zone out watching the colors drip down
  • Sprite generator!
  • Face Generator/Creator!

Even More stuffs;

  • Wanna make a custom minecraft skin?
  • Well then these’ll work!
  • This one too~
  • Wanna make a custom error pop up?
  • Or a custom blue screen? 
  • WELP, what about making some ASCII art?
  • Here ya go!
  • And another one~
  • WAIT-last one…
  • OH, and here’s a HTML to image converter!..You’re gonna need that!
  • How about a pixel text bubble generator
  • Here’s a photoediting website that’s free and pretty awesome to mess with!

Ok, maybe none of these peeked your interest. 

Maybe you’ve been wanting to create an o.c, but never really knew how to start, or you just enjoy making O.C’s.

This  part of this list is specifically for OCs and Oc building. It can also apply to developing RP characters~

Gemsona stuffs;

  • Just a straight up character gemsona creator
  • Here’s another
  • Not sure what gem to go with, or where? 
  • OR maybe your unsure about more than just that?

Credit to http://spacetravels.tumblr.com/post/78602010683/so-you-want-to-make-an-oc-a-masterpost-of-ways For the majority of links here!

 ((I added a couple of links! In the appearance, details, and the whole of item names section, and the Gemsona area-((above))! 

As well as the couple of Transformers/Southpark character builder links, and Undertale/TMNT below..

Basically every link I made bold I added, because I am complete fandom trash…

..Seriously, Go check her wonderful blog out~!!!

How to Write Better OCs:

  • basic tips on how to make your oc even better
  • tragic backstory? learn how to write one/make yours great
  • writing specific characters
  • a wordier, great guide on how to develop your character
  • kick out those vague descriptions and make them AWESOME

Character Development:

  • how to actually make an OC
  • Q&A (to develop characters)
  • more Q&As
  • giving your character a backstory
  • how to write an attractive character

Need an Appearance idea?

  • Humanoid generator? check
  • Here’s another one
  • and maybe if you didn’t like those this’ll work
  • Need Monsterpeople?
  • Well, then here ya’ go
  • Maybe you need Cats?


  • adding more racial diversity
  • avoiding tokenism, AKA, how to add diversity to your cast not just because you “need” it
  • writing sexuality and gender expression(doesnt include non binary, if you have a good ref to that, please add on!)
  • masterpost on writing more diversity into your story
  • cultures of the world
  • guides to drawing different ethnicities(not just a great art reference, but also really helpful in appearance descriptions!)

Mary Sue/Gary Stu;

  • Test to see if your character is a Sue
  • Explains subdivisions of Sues/Stus
  • Powerful Characters Don’t Have to Be Sues


  • villain generator
  • need an evil sounding name for your evil character? bam
  • villain archetypes
  • what’s your villain’s motive for being a villain?


  • character perceptions(What your character thinks of themselves and what others think of them)
  • how to write strong relationships between two characters
  • 8 ways to write better characters and develop their relationships with others
  • OCxLove Interest Handbook
  • develop your couple with good ol’ Q&A!
  • how to write realistic relationships
  • how to write relatives for your characters(this is more OC related to a canon character, but will help in writing family members in general)


  • 12 common archetypes
  • 8 archetypes for male/female characters
  • female archetypes (goes pretty indepth from two main categories)
  • a list of archetypes


  • how to name your character
  • random name generator
  • most common surnames
  • surnames by ethnicity


  • tips for better design
  • basic appearance generator
  • pinterest board for character design (includes NSFW and images of skeletons/exposed muscle (?) so tread carefully!)
  • clothing ref masterpost
  • Clothing generator
  • Another clothing generator
  • More clothing generator
  • Aaaand even more
  • Steam punk clothing
  • Char Style preference
  • Dress Generator


  • give your character better powers
  • a list of professions
  • proactive vs reactive characters
  • positive and negative traits
  • interest generator
  • skills generator
  • motivation generator
  • 123 ideas for character flaws
  • list of phobias
  • Oh shit someone died
  • Backgrounds and stuff? yep
  • Quirks
  • Personality. you need that shit
  • Need something fandom related?
  • City generator hell yeah
  • location? got ya
  • World-building?
  • make your own god damn laws
  • Landscape.

Need Item names?;

  • Fantasy/sci-fi/etc. medicine names
  • Stuff to make things more interesting.Weapons, clothes, treasures… whatever your characters need.
  • Item & Artifact Generators

Other story stuffs!

  • Genre, Plot, & Story Prompt Generators
  • How did your characters meet?
  • Fanfic plots. you bet your ass!

WAIT!…if none of that worked, then maybe you want to make a SouthPark style character?

  • Here!
  • Well, this one’s nice too~
  • And another..
  • Aaaand another!

What about Transformers Characters?;

  • Here’s a Transformers name generator~
  • And a Character builder!


  • Undertale character speech box creator!
  • Want inspiration for an Undertale Oc?
  • OR a super Edgy Undertale Theory generator?
  • Maybe you just want to read some funny Sans Puns!


  • How about a TMNT creator?
  • Or a TMNT meme generator..

If any of the links have any issues for whatever reason, HERE’S THE LINK TO THE SAME LIST I COPIED TO MY DA ACCOUNT JUST IN CASE;


Calum Soul Mate AU

Laws were put in place years ago to help preserve the innocence and freedom of youth. In the world we live in, ink that is needled into the skin shows up on your soul mate. Tattooing of anyone under the age of 18 is illegal. It didn’t use to be this way, actually it was quite the opposite. Marks were mandatory to be put on infants at birth, usually males. A corresponding mark showed up in white on their female counter part, as various sexualities were not recognized. The practice stretched back centuries, through Chinese culture. Many researchers say that the black marks placed on someones physical body showed up white on their soul mate because of yin and yang, representing how the two people are interconnected, yet still separate and opposite.

Calum grew up fascinated by the white swirls that littered his mothers body, not one etch of black on her skin. The white tattoos contrasted with her coffee colored complexion in a way that made Cal wish he had the same. He wanted to share the same patterns on his skin as the person he is destined to be with. His mother was adamant on him understanding it was important to wait though, to enjoy his time without a partner. Instead of stories from books before bed time, his mother picked a tattoo, and told Calum the meaning behind why his deceased father got it. Every night she chose a different one, never spoiling the meaning behind another, until one day she wasn’t there to tell him the stories anymore.

Calum was hardly tall enough to see inside her casket, his sister, Mali, picking him up so he could peer inside. The ink was proudly on display, but now her skin didn’t glow and the white mixed with the bloodless, pale tissue that encased her bones. It took a long time for Cal to get over her death.

Your first tattoo appeared at the ripe age of 15. There was a slight itching feeling while it was showing up, and the skin around it remained irritated for a few hours before fading, leaving a beautiful white mark behind. Of course, you knew how this whole soul mate thing went, but you didn’t have to attend the informational class until your 18th birthday. It was unusual to have a soul mate older than you, but not impossible. Everyone just assumed that was the case with you, your partner couldn’t be 15 as well, it was illegal to get a tattoo. Regardless, the numerals on your collar bone made you grin. Every day you would brush your fingers over the tattoo and be absorbed in curiosity. Random scenarios flittered around your mind about your soul mate, you couldn’t wait to meet them.

Calum didn’t care about meeting his soul mate. Before his mum died that’s all he could ever think about. She put him in various sports and activities to try and distract him from that need, but at the end of the day, the desire was still there. That died with his mum. When he got one of his sisters friends to tattoo him at 15, he didn’t care about how it would be on his soul mate at the end of it too. He didn’t care about the sacred event that was taking place way before it ever should. He didn’t care. Cal hardly thought about his soul mate at all. It only brought back memories of his mother, and unfinished stories about his father. Cal felt unfulfilled; he got tattoos to drown his skin, and an empty heart.

You had been searching for your partner for awhile. White tattoos lined your body now, and you couldn’t wait for them to finally be explained to you. So many hints were left behind in the ink on your skin. A name under a bird, initials on both of your hands, and you scoured the internet for any other leads, but it just came up with dead ends. People told you to stop trying so hard, and that it would “happen when it happens”. Patience was not at the top of your list at the moment though. Finally, on your 19th birthday, you decide to take matters into your own hands. It was an easy decision, but now standing under the illuminated Tattoo Parlor shop sign, nerves were creeping up on you. It would be your first tattoo, so the pain was definitely on your mind, but so was the thought of what your soul mate would think of the design. Obviously they weren’t opposed to the markings, but it still lingered as you pushed open the door and stepped inside.

It was cold as shit inside the shop tonight. The temperature outside had dropped drastically, and the owner of Hanky Pankys Tattoo Parlor was a cheap ass who didn’t want to pay for heat. Calum stayed bundled up in a flannel and graphic tee with black skinnies, an outfit he adorned commonly in the winter months. Working as a tattoo artist was easy for Calum, it paid good and he enjoyed it. His favorite part of the job was when soul mates came in together, and as Cal was etching the black ink into one of them, he could see the white developing at the same speed on the other. Only black marks were to be seen still on Calum. It almost made him frustrated. He wanted to pick up his tattoo gun and write ‘who the fuck are you’ in the small space left on his arm. He had been getting lonely lately. It didn’t make sense to him to date someone when you are destined to be with another. He had faith that one day, his partner would come and they would love each other in a way he couldn’t love any other person he fucked.

The man inside looked up as you shuffled over to the counter. “Hello!” he beams up at you, a mop of curly hair hanging from his head. You shyly wave back, mouthing a hi, before stuffing your hand back into the pocket of your hoodie. It had to be colder in here then it was outside.

“Do you have an appointment?” he continues, reaching for a large binder on the counter.

“Um, no.” you mumble back. He places the binder back down before looking at you. “Should I have made one?”

This was just perfect. You had finally worked up enough courage to finally get your tattoo and now it wasn’t gonna happen. Just your luck.

“Well, we do accept walk in’s, It’s just that we’re getting ready to close and I only have one artist in right now, and he’s busy with someone else so…”

You looked down at your scuffed up shoes before sighing. “Should I just make an appointment for tomorrow or something?”

He smiled before once again reaching for the binder. “Sure thing, just fill out this form here,” handing you a sheet of paper, you look over the mandatory questions like your name and address. “And what were you looking to get done?”

“Just something small around my ankle area is all” Picking up a pen that had been strewn about on the counter you almost started the questionnaire before another voice stopped you.

“Wait!” You turned your head to the right to see another guy running down the hallway towards you. His flannel was pushed open to where you could see the Green Day shirt underneath and his hands were out stretched towards you, covered in black rubber gloves. He stops in front of you, your hand still poised over the paper. “I’m just patching up my other customer, I can get you in tonight-”

“Calum” The other guy snapped, “The shop closes in 10 minutes, I lock up tonight.”

“Thats OK Ashton, just let the other dude out, lock up, and then I’ll let her out and lock up again. It’s no big deal.”

“You know Michael won’t like tha-“

“Ashton!” Calum slammed his palms down onto the counter, leaning in close to Ash before whispering out “My rent is due next week, and as of right now, I’m fucked. I have to get the extra money.”

“Whatever bro,” Ashton replies, holding his hands up in surrender. “If Mikey gets on my case about this I’m telling him she’s your soulmate.” He points at you. “He’s such a sucker when it comes to that shit.”

Calum just shakes his head before turning to face you again. “Ash will handle all the legal stuff with you, come on back when you’re done. Last door on the left.” You barely have time to nod a yes before he’s stalking back down the hallway.

“Welp, looks like you won’t be needing this one…” Ashton plucks the first paper out of your hand before replacing it with a different one.

Nearly 15 minutes later and you were finally done with all the paper work, Ashton rushing out and locking the door, waving a goodbye, while you strolled down the hallway. Much less enthusiastic. You almost felt as though you were imposing on your soulmate, tattoos always seemed to be more of their thing. That didn’t stop you from opening the last door on the left though and walking into the small space. The room almost looked like that of a teenage boys bedroom. It was brightly lit by various miss matched lamps placed here and there, Green Day wafting around from a set of speakers on a shelf, and a ebony haired boy with his back to you, slumped in a chair.

“Is this your favorite band?” You call out from the doorway.

He sits up fast, turning to face you, obviously startled. Calum quickly stands to turn the dial down on the music.

“I’m sorry, what?”

“Is this your favorite band?” You repeat, “Green Day?”

“Gee,” He smirks at you before slouching back down in his chair “How could you ever guess?” he mumbles sarcastically, motioning toward his shirt.

You roll your eyes, “Just because you’re wearing their shirt doesn’t have to mean they’re your favorite band.”

“That’s very true….” He trails off, eyebrows scrunching together quizzically.

You laugh lightly, trailing farther into the room towards him. “My names Y/N.” You stick your hand out from your pocket for him to shake.

He reaches out with a glove covered hand, eyes never leaving yours, shaking your hand and replying with a short “Calum.”

“Nice to meet you, Calum.” You pull back into the warm confines of your hoodie.

“Well,” Cal awkwardly starts, clearing his throat. Why is he so nervous all of a sudden? “You can go ahead and lay down right there.”

And so you do, shifting around to get comfortable on the hard plastic. How can some people sit in these things for hours at a time?

Calum rolls over to the other side of the room, fumbling around in some cabinets before calling out “Do you trust me to do this free hand?”

Your eyes go wide as you jerk around to look at him. “What the hell?! Are you crazy?!”

Cal laughs loudly, throwing his head back, before looking at you from over his shoulder. “So is that a no?” He innocently asks, and you can’t help but laugh, trying to get comfortable once again.

“It’s not going on your body now is it?” You get out between chuckles, and he just giggles along with you, rolling back to your side with a few different supplies in hand.

“So, you want something small? On your ankle?”

You begin to shake your head yes before catching yourself. “Wait, how did you know that? Were you listening to me talk to Ashton?”

“Only a little,” He looks up at you from under the slight fringe in his line of sight. His eyes are a deep brown color, nearly the same as every puppy you had ever encountered.

You decide to let it go before telling him the small, yet significant tattoo you wanted. And then Calum got to work.

Cal traced out the black yin symbol, applying it to your ankle and then removing the paper. Soon the buzzing sound from the tattoo gun nearly overpowered the bass and guitar from the speakers. You read up on tattoos online, but nothing could have prepared you for the pain that shot through you when Calum first punctured your skin with the needle. And he was used to this, reminded people who were jumpy to stay still so they didn’t fuck up his work and give his name a bad rep. With you though he didn’t do the passive aggressive reminding, he lifted the gun away from your leg and looked up into your face. It gave him a major sense of discomfort to see your jaw clenched in pain, body tight with disease.

He let one hand gently be placed on your clothed thigh, a soft “hey” escaping his lips so you would look at him. Once Cal noticed he had your attention he continued on with comforting words. “I need you to relax for me, it hurts more if you don’t” and almost immediately your body went slack once again. Hunching back over your ankle, you hear a muffled “Thank you, princess” before the gun is placed back on you.

It didn’t take long till you noticed Calum’s left foot bouncing up and down, and halfway through your tattoo, he lifted his other foot up to try and scratch at his ankle. You could see how much it was bothering him, but he didn’t stop etching away at your skin, shading in the black symbol perfectly.

He declares himself finished with “The best fucking tattoo you’ll ever get in your life” and patches you up in wrapping. After that, he abruptly stands up, ripping off the black gloves and throwing them across the room before placing his foot on the chair he was previously sitting in.

“Why the fuck does my ankle itch so badly” He’s mutters distractedly to himself, yanking up the ends of his black skinny jeans best to his ability, but you’re already gasping before he is, because the black initials on his hands match the white ones on yours. And your black yin symbol matches the white yang one on his ankle. Both signs are fresh and slightly red from irritation, but they match nonetheless, yet are still opposite.

“Oh. Shit. Fuck. I just tattooed my soul mate? Holy fuck Y/N you’re my soul mate! Damn it, this wasn’t how it was supposed to go.“

And just like that everything clicked. There were tales of how when you finally discover who your soul mate is, you get a rush of knowledge. A rush of knowledge about that person and their life, but only they can unlock it for you, that you both have to go through together and unlock each and every door, no matter what was lurking behind it. And you felt that with Calum, and he felt the same with you. But on top of that rush, there was another one, one of pure love that knocked the air out of you both.

Even though you only met a couple hours prior, your spirits have lived every single moment together. Now it was time for your physical bodies to do the same.

“Can I… Can I see them?” Calum whispers, carefully stepping towards your frame. “The tattoos, I need to see them. Please. I went through a long period of not caring about this moment, but now that it’s here, I’ve never felt anything more incredible…”

And so you stood, stopping right in front of Calum, unzipping your hoodie to reveal the flimsy tank top underneath. You reach out and tug at the bottom of his shirt, silently asking him to do the same for you. Quickly he shrugs off the flannel onto the floor, before reaching back and pulling the graphic tee over his head, tossing it to the side. You can’t take your eyes off the black ink that stains his skin, and he couldn’t take his eyes off you if he wanted to.

Reaching down he grips your waist with both hands and pulls you to his chest. “So beautiful.” And it’s true, Calum can’t think of anything more perfect then the sight of you, covered in his memories. He reaches a shaky hand up to trace from your collar bones, down your arm, to your hand, over every white mark on your skin. Even though it’s freezing, you two feel impossibly warm.

Lightly, you place your lips to each collar bone, kissing the center of both black tattoos before looking up at him. “Thank you.”

“For what, Y/N?” And when he pulls you even closer and kisses your forehead, you know why Calum is the one for you. “For the look I got into your life, by the tattoos. You gave me something to live for.”

“Well you never really reciprocated anything back so,” he chuckles.

You gasp at him, slapping his bare chest, then shoving him away. He doesn’t give you too much time to protest before latching onto your upper arms and yanking you into him. “Ready to finally kiss your soul mate?”

All you can do is nod your head and reply back with a “hell yeah” before his lips are on yours and the rest of the world crumbles away.

anonymous asked:

Can I ask for a tutorial on how you did your navigation page at the moment ? && I'm extremely sorry that this is on anon ( as you said not to ) :c but 'm super shy when it comes to asking for help >x<

nah awww it’s okay! i mainly said it, because it became difficult to answer messages, even more when they were a few hours old and i felt that i was doing them no longer for whoever asked (since i am not able to tag them) but more for whoever sees it on their dash. especially when certain problems were specific and the asker never came back. so i decided to write it down. yours is more general and that’s why i will answer it. however, any future questions should be answered off anon please, especially when problems occur. i can’t solve them three hours later, even worse if you could simply google some questions ( this is not about you nonnie ^^ )

but welp i will just give you a short introduction (hahaha yeah i will try. we both know it will get longer) ;

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10 things i’ve learned in 25 years.

There are 72 hours separating me from 25. *looks off into the distance*

Last year, my 17 year old cousin called me old. This was the first time that it actually occurred to me that somehow our 7 year difference meant the world to him. Keep in mind, this is the same cousin who called me fat when I was 14 years old. Basically he’s been responsible for two very super-sensitive self aware moments of my life. What an asshole.

When I first thought about writing this I was confused on how to put 9131 days into one-sentence “lessons”.  Surely I would have at least 100 statements to make.

I struggled to find 10. Shit, I’m a lot more boring that I thought. 

Plus, writing some long, reflective post about what I’ve learned in 25 years makes me 1) Sound like i’m some kind of life guru now that I’m officially too old not to know how to do my taxes and 2) Sound like i’m dying tomorrow because I’m 5 years away from thirty.

I did it anyways. And because studies show that if you’re in my age group, you’ve already stopped reading this, let me get to it: 

1. I’ll never have my shit together.

One of the weirdest things friends tell me is how much “i’ve got my life together”. What the hell does that even mean? Almost everyday, I think about how I can open a business that will do this, or how I should be going to school full-time. Or how being a house wife sounds divine. There is no book or formula I’m following. Just because I have more than one dollar in my bank account doesn’t mean I’m responsible.

Nothing goes according to the plans. And guess what? NO one has their life together. Ever. It always changes; that’s the nature of waking up every morning. Its just a game of those who can easily bullshit their way through life and then its those who can’t. We’re all confused here. Welcome to the tribe.

2. Happiness is a feeling, joy is a choice.

Happiness is an emotion. At any given moment you’re either happy or you aren’t. Its a descriptive word. Joy is a choice. You choose to be positive. You choose to smile. 

Take any given day to assess your thoughts and feelings. Are they positive, or are they negative? Consciously choose courage over fear. Determination over Defeat. And joy over anger. 

3. You can have it all. If you humble yourself and have patience. 

The WORST cliche statement ever? You can’t have your cake and eat it too. 


The thing is, you can be happy. You can have a good job, a good apartment, a good boyfriend, etc. You can have tattoos and be gainfully employed. 

I’m speaking from experience. Here’s the thing. When I saw my boyfriend for the first time, walking in eating cake and being completely unaware of how cute he was, he wasn’t the 6′3″+ requirement I had in mind for a guy. And if I was petty enough to let that stop me from flirting with him, I wouldn’t have a guy who loved me even when I twist my hair at night and look like Kendrick Lamar’s twin, and who is just weird enough to think im really cute.

If I would have taken a super shitty job as a media coordinator for an insurance agency in galveston because I hated my old job so much and had to be out there, I wouldn’t have seen the awesome job I have now.

Life doesn’t work on your timeline and doesn’t follow your rules. And in most cases, its for the best. Your dreams can be realized. And if they haven’t been by 25, its fine.

4. Relationships are WORK.

This means work relationships. This means how often you call your parents. This means actually communicating with your significant other. Remember those moments where you could blow off your job in college because it wasn’t a real job? Welp, that’s not the case when you start your career. Remember when you called your mom because you needed money? (How can I ruin my body with everclear tonight if I only have 4.32 in my account? *calls mom*) Now, you actually value [some of] her incite and you can do fun things together like getting wine-drunk at chilis. Remember when your relationship was as volatile as an Eminem song (before he got sober)? Yeahhh, that doesn’t work anymore. 

5. Whether you think you can or you can’t, you’re right.

This applies to EVERYTHING in life.

6. Starbucks is shitty coffee.

….I know it. My bank accounts wish I would stop going there.

7. Family is important.

As much as my family is the super conservative but somehow democrat blacks that you often find in the south, I love them. Because I know they love me no matter how much we disagree. 

So, I make a genuine effort to care about their wellbeing. 

8. Its fine to get help. 

Chances are if you grew up in a black household, the chances of going to therapy are slim to none. Thats “for white people” or “crazy”. My favorite black counter statement to therapy is “go to church”. Here’s the thing; just like craft projects, some people can DIY life, and others need help or a guide to do it.

Before therapy, my life was one big ass pinterest fail project. Therapy helped me assess my feelings and manage my behaviors. It helped me through depression. I wish more parents cared about their children’s mental health. It could mean a wealth of difference.

And FYI: Most insurance covers therapy. Go get help.

9. There has to be something you like that you don’t get paid for. Our elders call this a “hobby”.

The thing I love about us millennials is that we’ve become millionaires off our hobbies. I mean my job is running social media. This didn’t exist when I was a kid.  Hell these jobs barely existed when I was in high school. See, I love social media. And I do kinda love graphic design. And on my personal pages, I’ve assembled thousands of followers over a short amount of time. But its something about doing it for a living that takes from the fun of it. I’ve had some of you ask why I haven’t updated my profiles in some time. 

So this is why I say-find something you love that you will NEVER do for money. I haven’t find out what that is for me now that social media isn’t my fun space anymore, but in the interim im trying a little bit of something new every week.

10. Health is wealth.

There is no size associated with health. However, no one one wants to be tired when they’ve done one set of stairs. And we won’t be 15 forever. I can’t continue to live off Tiff’s treats, and continue believing the 5 dollar rotisserie chicken i got from walmart is me “watching what im eating” (especially if I pair it with Mac N Cheese). 

Honorable Mention: Being unapologetically black is awesome; but comes at a price.

It took me 22 years to love being black. I spent most of my life, inspired by mainstream ideals and supported by family and friends’ thoughts that my hair was offensive in its natural state, that my skin color was unattractive; that the inflections in my voice categorized me as “ghetto”. It wasn’t until the end of college and since that I’ve found the beauty in being black. In embracing what it means to be black. However, being unapologetically black can come with downsides; it can mean you don’t get a job because of your hair, or your name. It can mean discussing issues like racism make others uncomfortable at your job and get your in trouble. However, it also has benefits. It allows you to embrace the variety in your culture. It allows you to explore blackness. 

I’ve learned (because its not taught in schools) that my blackness doesn’t start at slavery and MLK isn’t a cornerstone of our history. 

Oddly enough, if you think about it 25 years is just the beginning of life. I’ve spent the first 18 poor , naive and super financially dependent and the last 7 making really bad young adult decisions and praying my way through college. So lets pour wine, (while regretting getting drunk mid-week in the morning) and toast to at LEAST 25 more.

”I mean, people are crazy. Everyone does what they have to do to protect themselves, but it would be fake for me to sit here and say people are not crazy. I’m sure lots of people shy away from this question as they want to make sure they look 100 per cent appreciative all the time and that everything is the most amazing thing always… But at the end of the line, people are fucking crazy! I would have been very happy just working from job to job, paying my rent one movie at a time. I never wanted to be this famous. I never imagined this life for myself.”