Reblog To Give Your Writer Friends, Or Yourself, A Pat On The Back, To Let Them Know You’re Proud Of

Whumpblr, do you believe whump is horror or horror adjacent?

And I always regret them in the end.

You are my 2 am thoughts.

Okay so, I was sitting in the classroom about to give a test. A girl came in and she was in the row next to me, someone commented about how she dressed. And she literally told that person. "I dress for myself not for you. So don't judge me." And I just sat there in shock, slow clapping in my head like YESS!!!! YOU SHOW THEM GURL!!!!

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It was my birthday yesterday and almost all of my friends have forgotten about it. I’m so sad and disappointed. Is it that hard to send a simple text with happy birthday? Apparently it is and now I feel like I’m not good enough. Am I that easily forgotten?

THE SORROWFUL BIRTHDAY

4 years ago the last thing you told me

Was “Happy Birthday & I love you.”

I was turning 16 I believe

And now I’m turning 19.

And still

I await that call.

But it’s well acknowledged

It will never come.

It’s my birthday tomorrow

I saw a blue and yellow sunset tonight

It reminded me of you,

those were your favorite colors.

This year my wish will consist of one thing

And only one thing.

To see you again, even if it’s only in a dream.

A glimpse, a flash, a memory, anything…

God how much I regret

Not hugging you that one time,

I think about it all the time and it doesn’t fail

To make me disappointed in myself,

Over and over again,

Every

Single

Time

-Sincerely the daughter that should’ve gone first

apparently people are now purchasing thick water to make slimes with because of a trend on tiktok

thick water is for disabled people who can’t swallow properly. stores usually have extremely limited supplies of it.

please don’t buy thick water for fun or to make slime with. it’s literally the only way some disabled people can drink anything. It’s not a fucking toy

I normally leave positive and kind comments on fics whenever I can, this makes me wanna do it even more!!!! Fic writers here I come!!!!!

Just so y’all know: I can’t speak for every other fic author but I can say that I remember when people leave me kind comments. I recognize your urls and/or usernames on AO3. I remember you and sometimes in writing my fics I think to myself, “Oh, I hope this person sees this because they liked x in this other fic I did.”

Not only that—I go back and reread comments when I’m feeling low. I look at tags and reblogs and asks and wish I could hold them in my hand like a note from a friend on an old, torn piece of notebook paper.

Your comments have so much more impact than you know. So thanks to those who use the comment section to spread love and encouragement. We appreciate you.

Why does this always happen????? The person you want to talk to the most doesn’t want you? WHYYYY does this always have to happen???? Why for once can’t we have someone with whom we can talk about anything and everything?

he told me he didn't want me to vent to him anymore

but i want to tell him every single thing that im feeling

why

Its sad to know that the voice that once gave me comfort, is the one causing me pain now.