My Dad, Trying To Explain The Concept Of Money To Me: Say You Have A Sandwich, And I Need Your Sandwich.

okay so, for an essay for my writing class, i’m writing about how fanfiction is a positive influence for writers! please vote in the poll below and reblog so i can get a large sample size with diverse fandoms and people!

if you aren’t a writer, please just reblog! do not vote!!! i want this to be as accurate as possible. thank you<3

Oh god I love songs so much. thank fuck we get to have songs

(consent is important with non-sexual touch too)

you matter so much! you have significantly more of a positive impact on the world than you know. with how big and busy it is, it can be easy to feel insignificant or irrelevant. but you’re not! think of all of the years you’ve been alive and interacting with your surroundings. all the people you’ve met and passed, all the animals you’ve pet, every tiny act of good you’ve committed. holding a door for someone, picking up a piece of trash off the side of a road, complimenting someone on their hair or outfit. you’ve kept plants alive and influenced someone into experiencing a new media that they turned out to love. you’ve made some poor retail worker’s day with your patience and empathy, boosted a stranger’s low confidence, stripped away even just a twinge of anxiety from a fretting friend. every little thing you’ve done for people has had some effect. and if you weren’t here, it wouldn’t have happened. heaps of people are grateful for your existence, you matter so much!

so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god

my mom says she’s not a hugger. but when i put my arms around her on a gloomy day or after bad news she’s the last to let go. my dad says he doesn’t want gifts on his birthday, but i see the way his face light up when i get him a card with a nice message and a box full of chocolate anyway. he’s just a kid inside, still. it makes him giddy. my brother never says i love you. but when i tell him “i just need to finish the dishes before i vacuum!” he wordlessly goes to vacuum the entire house before i can, and if he sees me struggle with a wrapper or a jar or a bottle he mutters ‘c’mere’ and opens it for me without even sparing me a glance. the thing is, people love you quietly, and you love them quietly, and the air is buzzing with tiny but grand gestures & once you look for them, you find them everywhere. i think that’s really beautiful.

No literally bc I cuddle with my best friend all the time. I just love to hold her 🥺

Genuinely so mad that cuddling is seen as a strictly romantic thing that's so stupid cuddling is awesome and two consenting platonic pals should be allowed to cuddle as much as they want

as you get older, you realize that you’re not always right and there’s so many things you could’ve handled better, so many situations where you could’ve been kinder and all you can really do is forgive yourself and let your mistakes make you a better person.

“if somebody becomes panicked when you accuse them of lying theyre obviously not telling the truth” shut up ugly im a survivor who got punished for shit i never did all the time of fucking course im gonna panic when im blamed for something i didnt do

hi darlings reblog to give the prev person a lil forehead kiss because yes <3