this took me life time

some things i have learnt in my 20 years of life

I’m turning 20 this week so i thought i would do something to acknowledge what i have been through 

1. Do not force anyone to be in your life. This took me a long time to accept and learn. If they want to be part of your life they will, no matter how bad you want them you can not force them to you. It’s not fair on the person or you. 

2. Always put education before work. Don’t let your boss bully you and learn to say no. 

3. Do things in your own time and when you are ready, it’s okay if you bloom slower than others. 

4. Family and community is so important. If you don’t have a safe family or are  not close to them, find a new one. Family doesn’t have to be related. I have learnt how important it is to have them close to you. 

5. REST! and don’t feel guilty about it. Being a human is hard. Be kind to yourself. 

6. Make sure to do the boring stuff, like cleaning your room,, checking emails, washing, dishes ect. These are so vital to having a healthy mind. 

7. Sometimes the people you admire the most and care about hugely are the worst people for you. Remember to take off the rose colored glasses. 

8. If you are lost, you are just finding your way. 

the true beauty and the beast ‘gay moment’

  • “who needs her when you’ve got us?”
  • “it’s never going to happen ladies”
  • “I’m not done with you yet” - “me neither”
  • LeFou looking dreamy and biting his bottom lip when Gaston says “picture it LeFou (…) adorable children running around while my love rubs my tired feet”
  • LeFou’s dreamy look turning into a frown the second Gaston adds ‘but what does Belle say?”
  • the whole Gaston song
  • “LeFou you’re the best. How is it no girl has snatched you up yet?” - “I’ve been told I’m clingy, but I really don’t get it” + the Look
  • the nose boop
  • the dance with Stanley at the end

basically pretty much all the lefou scenes were gay because he’s gay af it wasn’t even subtext it was obvious and subtle at the same time goodbye

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Honestly? I can totally see why he was set on fire…


Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3

(Based on this gem)

@vesuvia - I can’t stop…
@asraaaa - this is your fault <3
@justmaghookit - “ Lucio just sulking while wearing like 5 sweaters” as requested 

I’ve spent most of my life chasing the person I want to be. Because 20-year-old me will have better friends, and 25-year-old me will land a killer job, and 30-year-old me will be madly in love. And me 6 months from now will be skinnier, and me a year from now will be more confident, and me some time from now will be better somehow. So much better. For years, this is what I thought. That if I could just wait it out, everything would get better.
     It took me a long time to realize that life doesn’t work that way. Older doesn’t mean happier or easier, and it certainly doesn’t mean better; it just means older. Life isn’t a well plotted screen play, or a checklist, or, God forbid, some waiting room. We have got to stop waiting. Because life isn’t about growing up to be all that we’ve ever wanted; it’s just about growing.
     It’s about love, and change, and crying yourself to sleep when it’s all too much. And working at a burger joint, and kissing your best friend even though he might not like you back, and calling your mom every Sunday because you miss her like hell. It’s fights, and promotions, and hospital visits. And then it’s this: another wedding of another one of your college friends, the third one this year, but this time you meet a groomsman who’s just as down on love and you dance all night. And this: he cries when you say “I do.” And this: a kid with your eyes and his dorky ears.
      Or maybe not. Maybe it’s this: you write everything, everywhere, all the time, even when the prettier kids make fun of you, and the short teacher with the big nose tells you it’s good. Really good. And this: you’re living in a shoebox, by the skin of your teeth, but there’s a bar across the street that lets you read your poetry, and every time you do, someone in the crowd finally knows what it feels like to be understood. And this: your words being published. Your words. Being bought by people who could be spending their money on anything at all. And you sit in your twin bed where you’ve written your entire novel, a dozen empty coffee mugs still dirty on the nightstand, and you scream until your lungs burn.
      It’s all of these things, and bad things, and good things, and the raw realization that it doesn’t get better or worse, it just gets different. It just changes. Always, always changes. And somehow that makes it more wonderful. Because future you may have the friends, and the boy, and the job, but she didn’t get it by waiting around. She is a product of you. Right now, tomorrow, changing and growing every moment that follows. She is kind, and breathing, and beautiful. But she waits for the day she doesn’t have to worry about paying a mortgage bill, and she worries too often about what people think of her. She still doesn’t have it together.
     And maybe that’s what I’ve learned after all this time: nobody has it together. We’re all just here, floundering around in pursuit of being something more. Broken, thoughtful creatures with too much time on our hands, desperate for the companionship of someone who reminds us that we are not alone. We don’t have much of anything figured out. Maybe we never will. But more importantly, I think that’s how it’s supposed to be.
—  ramblings of an overthinker
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I.M IN MONSTA X THE FINAL CHAPTER <BEAUTIFUL> COMEBACK SHOW.

I’ve seen people make these three friends and it’s so pure and wholesome that I just have to agree

therefore: casual hangouts~

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Some people got the real problems
Some people out of luck
Some people think I can solve them
Lord heavens above
I’m only human after all

Been a long time since I did a portrait of Gordon; I used reference this time!

today marks the five year anniversary of the first time I ever watched an episode of fullmetal alchemist brotherhood and tbh I hated it at first. I should have stayed away like I wanted to. I should have stopped when I had the chance. Instead I chose a path of no return i faced god and walked backwards into fma hell