If I Can Impart Any One Piece Of Wisdom To Y’all, It’s To, Whenever Possible, Assume Good Intentions

Y'all really see [REDACTED] and hit that reblog button, huh?

which one of u was going to tell me that tea tastes different if u put it in hot water?

It's a lot healthier to go for a daily walk than to sign up for a gym membership you won't be using because you hate that kind of exercise. It's a lot healthier to eat a frozen meal than to skip a meal because you were too tired to cook something healthy. It's a lot healthier to take a quick shower than to procrastinate an elaborate routine for days. Don't aim so high that you won't be hitting anything!

While tomorrow is our beautiful festival about stabbing Caesar i’d like to remind my fellow tumblr users that today is:

MARCH 14TH

THE DAY THAT KRABS FRIES

I just reada really good fic but halfway through I realized "oh shit this is really familiar.... didn't I write something like this once?" And as I kept reading I kept predicting what happened next and the further I went the more convinced I was that they'd ripped off my story-

like, copied the ENTIRE plot and re-written it, just better than I had? The characters were more fleshed-out than mine were, and the POV was more interesting, and the pace made more sense- but it was MY STORY?

So close to the end I was like "holy shit.. do I message them? Ask if my story inspired theirs? Should I be angry? Flattered?" Cause their tags and description didn't mention me AT ALL, which, sure, it's fanfiction to begin with, but if you're using my work than at least credit me as inspo, right? Just to be courteous?

But I get to the end of the final chapter, and it's not finished, and I'm kind of disappointed cause I never finished my story and I was really immersed in their version now and had been looking forwards to seeing how they tied up my loose ends- so I scroll to the bottom to leave a comment, and.

It's MY URL.

IT WAS MY STORY THE WHOLE TIME.

THE ONE *I WROTE*.

In *2013*.

And FORGOT ABOUT

BECAUSE I WAS SO INSECURE ABOUT MY SLOPPY, SHALLOW, AMETEUR WRITING

And I'm just sitting here now staring into space thinking about every shitty story I've ever written now like

IT WAS ALL GOOD?

IT WAS GOOD THIS WHOLE DAMN TIME??

I'M A GOOD WRITER?????

dealing with the worst case scenario

your condom breaks

you feel a lump on your breast

your friends are ignoring you

you’re stranded on an island 

you got rejected by a crush

you get into a car accident

you got stung by a bee/wasp

you got fired from your job

you’re in an earthquake

your tattoo gets infected

your house is on fire

you’re lost in the woods

you get arrested abroad

you get robbed

your partner cheated on you

you’re on a ship that’s sinking

you fall into ice

you’re stuck in an elevator

you hit a deer with your car

you have food poisoning

your pet passed away

you fall off of a horse

you or your friend has alcohol poisoning

you have toxic shock syndrome

your house has a gas leak

Yo so my brain keeps thinking of 3zun expect as different songs from heathers and I dunno if I'm making myself sadder or just laughing at the idea of Lan Xichen wearing a skirt

Or maybe both

I know we’re all strapped for cash and and there’s a lot of need right now, but maybe y'all can match me here.

I just donated $25 dollars to Brave Space Alliance- a Black and trans led LGBTQ center that supports the community on the South and West Sides. I donate in honor of Tony McDade- a Black transman murdered by the police last week in Florida.

Fellow white LGBTQs, don’t forget that Pride means all of us. Protect and support Black people in our community!

If you can’t donate, please spread!