I love hearing from people :]
inspired by boop day, reblog this post if its ok for people to send you random asks and interact on your posts with no judgement. i want to talk to people.
Love this. Also, yes to the tutor stuff. I work in my local writing center, and WE WANT TO SEE YOU! We're just a bunch of nerds who want to talk about writing and help you with your writing. Please reach out to a tutor :]
there is no shame in asking for help
there is no shame in having a tutor
there is no shame in not getting As
there is no shame in not knowing what you want to study
there is no shame in having a job
there is no shame in struggling in a so-called "easy subject"
there is no shame in withdrawing from a course
there is no shame in changing your major
there is no shame in not taking a full load of classes in a semester
there is no shame in realizing your school may not be for you
hope these are useful :) -love pika☁️
you are transgender because you want to live.
you are transgender because you want to live.
you are transgender because you want to live.
you are transgender because you want to live.
you are transgender because you want to live.
if you’re transgender you have to live no matter what.
I also do! I've done it for yearssssss.
it feels so wrong to not have one T^T
Sometimes I miss sleep
Not what I do every night, not what I'll continue to do for the rest of my life. I miss sleep.
I miss the slow process of laying down, with the buzzing noise of my childhood friend's TV or the distant sound of the train.
I miss my little sister telling me she could hear Rudolph on the roof or asking me for a story.
I miss the feeling of falling into sleep, and I say falling so literally, as I can still identify that familiar drop in my stomach before I succumbed.
I can still picture that same image of myself falling, not unlike Alice, into a never-ending tunnel of quilts, slowly until I headed off to my own wonderland.
I miss waking up in a sea of warmth, a hand, or a leg thrown across me, snores ringing through the room. Light hits my face from a window coated in dust. My pajamas are the same clothes I'd worn the night prior, that I'll wear again today.
I miss my childhood friend's mother softly asking me if I'd come with her to get breakfast for everyone. I don't have to put on my shoes.
I miss the feeling of falling asleep on the way to the donut shop while Green Day sings me a lullaby. The car shakes as we hit pothole after pothole, but it's still the best I'll feel for months.
I miss the way my friends mother will lightly hold a cold bottle of orange juice to my skin, the way she'll laugh softly when I shrink away from it.
I miss her asking me if I'm awake yet.
I miss answering that it's too early.
Pictures of a recent world my Minecraft group and I have been playing on :3
The main objective is that we want to explore the trial chambers, but as a little underlining story, all three of us are a party of young adventurers who, while searching for the trials, came across a large mysterious tower. It was crumbling in its old age, and we decided it would be the perfect place to set up shop. We each built our own towers branching off of the main one at different levels.
I like to make little side quests for myself, and one I like to regularly do is collect all the discs! So far I have 8. I'm also collecting all of the dog types and different armor trims.
College class scheduling is evil. You know what isn't? Going for a hike in the cold winter air. I'm tired of concrete and brick. I wanna go get in them damn woods.
I'm going to start barking at the next person who tries to make me sit down and do my work.
I’m so tired of emails. I’m a dog
My house. My fucking home GOD
Fallout 4 Scenery | Far Harbor
Real as fuck
Yearning to sit at the edge of a forest and stare at people in the distance with my big glowing eyes.