SHORTLAND STREET ― 29th July 2024

A lot of people focus on saying how strong you are. And they mean well. And sometimes it’s the reminder we need.

But sometimes… it’s the exact opposite of what we need to hear.

So, here’s a reminder if you need it. It’s okay to be weak. It’s okay to need to take a break. It’s okay to be tired. It’s okay to crumble. Your worth does not change. It’s okay if you don’t want to be strong. You are worthy whether you’re weak or strong.

Poem first try

Blue or green Shadow or light Me or you All those question Without answers I thought easy But then it hit You hit You hit me hard It swifted me off my feets Now I lay here Staring at the sky Crying without knowing Breathing unnoticed Alive but not Death but not Being me Whatever that means

I went off script. Enjoy these dumbasses. 

it is really weird what like. 4 years perspective on something you believed fully to your core will do

by matalalta

Day 4(?) of learning pixel art

Added another lemon to this :3

Been doing some reading about colors and shading

Only valid way to season a chicken!

spimkle

You remind me of an old seer who resides in a cave, and when young travelers seek you out in search of knowledge, you just sigh and say "I cannot give you what you want, for I speak the ugly truth, and you've come in search of beautiful lies."

But like a few travellers refuse to leave so now you have a ragtag group of starry-eyed listeners who hear out your prophecies and ask you questions, knowing the answer will most certainly be "Bella dies."

And occasionally an outsider comes along, asking about the Cullen's dog and Jacob's redemption, and all of your listeners shake their heads as your eyes begin to glow a burning, terrifying blue, and you say those unholy words, words that have brought monarchs to their knees and caused God to weep.

"Write the fic, anon."

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I think you win the blog for the month, anon.