two (2) people asked how i did the matchbook thing so take this

this is just a simple idea but if you spend some more time you can get real krazy with it:

making fake prints is so fun please do it immediately free resources under cut xoxo

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honestly fuck the whole “your life basically ends when you turn 25/30” shit I’m so excited to be a lame ass middle aged old bitch. literally I’m so excited to use youth slang incorrectly on purpose and say shit that dates me immediately like telling stories about going to Blockbuster to pick out some movies on VHS. I can’t wait. I’m gonna become the baba yaga.

My 35th birthday was just a few days ago and my husband tried to jokingly say "Happy 29th birthday"

My IMMEDIATE response was, "No, I'm 35 and I've earned every one of those years."

I have lived 35 years and achieved great things. Lived through chaos both personal and global. I've lost family to both drama and death. Friends to time and growth. I've lost more deep connections than some people will ever make. I have lived every one of my years and to deny them is to take for granted the time I've spent living.

I don't have wrinkles yet, but I do have gray hair. It started coming in during my mid-20's. I'm not sure I'd it was genetics or stress, but I don't dye it. I've earned those too. When I stand outside, the aged strands glisten like tinsel. A physical marker of the XP, sprinkled amid my brown hair.

I do not regret growing older, it is a privilege denied to many.

(And also just yes, once you finally hit your 30s you get to start being really comfortable with not giving a single ever loving fuck what other people think and embracing which you truly love and who you truly are. Because life is not about finding yourself, it's about creating yourself)

Gideon, honey, you're not even trying to hide it.

I've been pointedly refusing to use the term "content creators" to refer to artists anymore, because I want to make art for me and the people I care about, not the endless demands of the algorithm. I'm not trying to Produce Content, I want to make art.

So it is deeply, deeply irritating when I use the word "artist" in a post and it gets endlessly reblogged with people asking "but what about writers? but what about actors? but what about musicians? but what about [x]?"

All types of art are included in the term "artist," god damn it. "Artist" does not just mean "someone who draws pictures."

I don't know why so many people keep taking this post as "yeah, we should come up with a better word for content creators!"

THAT WORD ALREADY EXISTS.

THE WORD IS "ARTIST," Y'ALL.

THAT IS THE WHOLE POINT OF THIS DAMN POST.

The word "artist" is all-encompassing! By! Definition! We don't need to keep reinventing the fucking wheel!

Do you make art? Any kind of art? Drawings, paintings, comics, novels, songs, dances, photographs, performances, anything creative?

THAT'S ART, BABE. YOU ARE AN ARTIST.

RESIST CAPITALIST COMMODIFICATION OF ART AND CLAIM THE DAMN TITLE.

So many people marry people they don’t like hanging out with.

When they say to marry your best friend they’re talking about that you need to like hanging out with them. You should probably like just hanging out with the person you’ve committed your life to. Because that’s what you’ll be doing most of the time.

In most romantic relationships the sex and longingly staring into each others eyes part is a relatively small portion of it. Most of your time is gonna be reading the newspaper in silence or cooking dinner or trying and failing to do a book club with your friends.

Most of the functional long term couples I’ve met just enjoy being in each others company. Not 24/7 because anyone can get tedious if they’re your only social connection. But you know. They’re friends. It’s good to be friends with the people you live with.

And it actually helps during those times when the romance just isn't there. It happens - especially if you have young kids. Life gets in the way and the sex becomes a little perfunctory and not so passionate and it happens less. Generally those times will pass (or they have in my experience) but in the meantime, just enjoy being with your person as someone to hang out with.

The thing is that I don't want to be employed but I also don't want to be unemployed. I actually want our entire economic system to explode but that's not really a feasible option right now

some underappreciated vines i haven’t seen in any vine compilation yet i that found way deep in my vines tag

i mean it quite seriously when i say that i mourn vine… but i think its existence taught an entire generation of people about drama, cinemetography and comedy

viners walked so tiktokkers could run

Ooof, I can see that but to me it just doesn’t look like an old person, might be biased tho

Yea i might keep this one but change my art blog to some Cryptid creature idk

You know, when I see fictional characters who repress all their emotions, they're usually aloof and very blunt about keeping people at a distance, sometimes to an edgy degree—but what I don't see nearly enough are the emotionally repressed characters who are just…mellow.

Think about it. In real life, the person that's bottling up all their emotions is not the one that's brooding in the corner and snaps at you for trying to befriend them. More often than not, it's that friendly person in your circle who makes easy conversation with you, laughs with you, and listens and gives advice whenever you're upset. But you never see them upset, in fact they seem to have endless patience for you and everything around them—and so you call them their friend, you trust them. And only after months of telling them all your secrets do you realize…

…they've never actually told you anything about themselves.

Adding onto this: characters who are so deeply repressed that they don't even realize they're not fine, or at the very least not supposed to be fine. Characters who do tell you about a situation they're in that should be bad, but instantly laugh it off saying they can handle it (spoiler: they can, in fact, not handle it). Characters who laugh with you and listen to all your woes and much later you learn that they were actually going through something at least equally bad at the time, but they wave it off and don't want to speak of it. Characters whose main coping mechanism seems to be "don't think about it" on endless loop.

Basically, the fictional embodiment of the "this is fine" dog.

"characters" who do this.

Yes. Characters. 

Hey folks, if you want to fight back against the twitterfication of tumblr USE IT LIKE IT'S TUMBLR!!!!!! REBLOG THINGS!!!!!! USE THE TAGS TO SCREAM AT YOUR FRIENDS!!!!!!!

Woke up to this having more reblogs than likes! Keep it going! Do it on every post! REBLOG THINGS ON THE REBLOGGING THINGS SITE!

all work is cancelled. everyone stay home and do nothing and lay in bed sooooooo cutely and watch tv shows and have no obligations and kiss together

what living on earth does to a mf

(i just think that being friends with two queer women and one genderfluid demon would have some influences on muriel and they'd REALLY take to individuality after a lifetime of solitude in heaven. also i love them.)

Ineffable Husbands really is that ship that has it all. They’re married. They’re divorced. They’ve never been together at all. They’ve been pining for 6000 years. They’re gay except they’re also not at all. They’re technically enemies to lovers but they’ve never been enemies nor lovers. Name any fanfic trope, they’ve probably been there, done that and they were entirely oblivious about it. Incredible ship.

*sidles up to you at the bar* would you like to hear my wise aphorism

only if it's actually wise. the last guy who asked me this had a pretty foolish aphorism tbh

oh… uhuh… *really should have prepared this ahead of time* never ignore… the melody of time… when your shoe’s untied?

*considers this aphorism sagely, sipping my horrible and bitter potion*

yes. there is wisdom in this. he whose shoes are untied must carefully mind the rhythm of his steps. bartender, another Wretched Potion, for my comrade here

*to self* holy shit… my aphorism… it’s wise!

I were inspired

crowley must have known that aziraphale was also in love with him, he tidied the bookshop, he was planning on taking him to the Ritz after his confession, he had their song queued in the car these are not acts of someone who wasn't sure what the outcome will be.

which makes it so much more painful that he still confessed his love for aziraphale with tears in his eyes and on the verge of a full blown panic attack, he left saying "don't bother" but he still waited by his car til the elevator doors closed. all because

So much of what is “cringe” is just… earnest.

what if you made an honest expression of genuine human emotion and someone saw it!

anything can be a boy's or girl's name, if you are a boy or girl, and that is your name. replace name with pronouns, clothes, etc.

noooooo the layout change got me

sharing save a life!