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“Choose to love yourself; choose to respect yourself; and promise with all your heart and soul that you will never leave you.”

— Kimberly Kirberger

Friendly reminder to all the writers on here:

You don’t owe anyone good writing.

You don’t owe anyone a complete storyline written in order.

You can jump around. You can abandon projects. You can write really shitty stories! Writing is about telling stories and creating worlds. Not about what makes your followers happy.

I have to remind myself of this a lot, because in most of my stories I’ve gotten stuck and don’t know where to go. But you can jump around. You can skip parts. It doesn’t matter.

Write what makes you happy.

The type of hugs when you walk or run into the person's arms uncaring of which part of your body hits which part of their body and you melt into them and breathe them in knowing you could go to sleep right there in their arms beacause of the comfort they exude>>>

ok well im going to build a good future for myself whether i like it or not

“I used to dislike being sensitive. I thought it made me weak. But take away that single trait, and you take away the very essence of who I am. You take away my conscience, my ability to empathize, my intuition, my creativity, my deep appreciation for the little things, my vivid inner life, my deep awareness of others’ pain, and my passion for it all.”

— Unknown

*dreamy sigh* having crushes on people is one of the most exciting things in the world and I forget how it feels everytime. I hope when you have people to love around you, you don't take it for granted.

Going to college was low-key overwhelming and I'm trying to make the best of these holidays hoping I feel rested and energized enough to go talk,have fun and laugh with people my age. Recently I've been constantly amazed that I'm kind of a grown up? Because I get to decide how I spend my time and my energy most of the time, it's been a happy realisation and one I'm grateful for. Yeah, I'm happy to be here.

I've also been thinking about how it's been a nice couple of weeks, the start of the year was very good in my side, how did yours go?

maknae line ♡ playing games and laughing together in hotel rooms ∷ 160113 bangtan bomb ⇢ 211128 vlive

How do you fall back in love with life?

clean your room.  clean space, uncluttered space, space that doesn’t have miasma clinging to it can work wonders.  clean the dishes.  sweep.  take out the trash.  peel the clothes off the floor and wash them, and then actually fold/hang them.  take a long shower.  scrub behind your knees.  brush your teeth.  (this can be utterly exhausting, but try to get it done in a day, if you can.  the end result is worth it.)

pull out your notebook.  it doesn’t need to be a new notebook, but preferably one that you don’t usually write in, or that you haven’t touched in a while.  fuck moleskins.  the yellow legal pad will work fine.  sit in your room, or in the park, or in the library, and write a list.  count clouds.  describe all the colors that you see, and note patterns that arise.  sketch the cracks in the walls.  note the shape light makes when it enters a space.  talk about what the air tastes like, smells like.  what sounds are there?  even the white nose, break that down: air planes, fans, cicadas, anything.  remind yourself that you are sitting in the middle of a space brimming with detail.  remind yourself that you are not in nothingness and emptiness.  your world is fathomless.  it has potential.

drink cold water and try to eat something that isn’t processed.  it does not need to be fancy.  buy yourself an apple with the change between your couch cushions.  eat it outside.  if you’re someone who walks, walk somewhere afterwards, just to stretch your legs.  take your fucking meds.  remember that its a good thing that you are inside your body.  your body is a fantastic and endlessly intricate machine, and even though society has smacked a bunch of poisonous ideas on it, that doesn’t change its inherent worth and splendor.  take care of it.

read a novel.  underline your favorite lines, and write phrases that twist your heart inside your chest on the back of your hand with an ink pen.  read a novel like it’s poetry.  read poetry, something decadent but unpretentious.  watch a movie you haven’t seen before.  if there are free art galleries near you, walk through one.  take your time.  let yourself bask.  if there are patterns in what makes your soul ache, write those patterns down – marbles arches or soot crumbling bricks or dandelions or descriptions of dresses or whatever it is, write them down.

your chosen family is important.  remember, they picked you as much as you picked them.  the love has no obligation.  it is given freely and it is given from a place of compassion.  you are not a burden.  if you need to breathe, take a minute by yourself and just exist, but remember to go back to your people.  when they need you, listen and be gracious.  always be gracious.  the universe sometimes remembers things like that.

listen to new music.  link jump on youtube or related artist jump on spotify or ask the chap beside you in the cafe what their favorite band is, and listen to that.  listen to something that you don’t usually listen to.  we tend to tie up a lot of memory with music.  we are falling in love again.  the soundtrack needs to be specific to that.  

allow yourself to indulge in romantics.  press flowers in old books.  play movies with subtitles and mouth the words.  dance in your room.  wear something that makes you feel good, even if you wouldn’t wear it in public.  write your chosen family letters, even if you hand deliver them.  write poetry, even awful poetry.  revel in its awfulness.  eat dark chocolate and when your chosen family want to go out, try to go out with them sometimes, even if its just to the market.  

You're real, but not really. I could reach out and pretend I'm holding your hand, but I can't.

Me when I cook for jungkook and he doesn't make "that face" while eating my food:

Like what's the point of going into the kitchen now.. 💔

And especially the fact that there’s such a fine line between if he hates it and if he loves it ｡:ﾟ(;´∩`;)ﾟ:｡

REMINDER!! if jungkook doesn't look like he ready to fight then the food is not hitting

Ah, yes, the angry ‘how dare you be this yummy’ look

but then he also looks angry if he doesn't like it so...hm...

This is soo pretty, right?

I made it completely with the supplies my bestfriend gifted me in a beautiful package which made me realise stationery gifts are the best!! Her birthday came recently and it gave me time to really appreciate how much she means to me. I'm so so grateful she's a part of my life.

This spread is a fusion of both our fav colours blue and purple. And I did this spread listening to Yeonjun live on his birthday!! It has such a beautiful memory and meaning behind it.

I've only been reblogging gifs here •́ ‿ ,•̀

This is still very much my safe place so let's catch up. I've done a lot of spreads considering I hadn't done one for a month a little before. One of the spreads is this very bright one that I made for a long time, procrastinating a lot in the middle. But it's done!! And it's pretty cute in my opinion, so effort worth it.

Hope you do things you love and enjoy, even if it's the littlest of things.

jimin asked jungkook to cheer for him and jungkook just- 😆

it makes me so happy seeing jungkook have so much fun with bam ♡

just jungkook and his son bam having so much fun 🥺

I remeber making this on a hard day. I was frustrated, confused and angry with everything. I'm grateful that today I can feel thankful and love many things and smile.

Thank you for the reblog!! 🥺 I did not think anyone would read it and posted it simply because I wanted atleast a piece of my writting out. Thank you again!! It means a lot ✨💜

A Jungkook imagine

Hugging jungkook is refreshing and he smells sweet,warm and nice. Every one of those words suprise you cause you've never been one to long for warmth or sweetness. But judging by the fact that you're eyes are tearing up happy tears as you're arms tighten around said boy you must have been starved for all those things that are soo jungkook. Jungkook is a nice hugger, in the back of your mind you wonder if it's by practice or purely a soft instinct that only Jungkook is capable of having. But when he gently squeezes you in reassurence when your body starts shaking, all thoughts are forgotten, except the truth. Jungkook is nice, Jungkook is not that 'I have two pencils so you can have one' nice but the 'I have only one pencil but it's fine, you can have it' kind of nice. You realise that's why you've wished to protect him ever since he was five and wailed cause the bruise you sported on your arm was terrifying and after all his tears had dried he hugged your 6 year old self murmuring " Huggies make pain go away". Now you realise 5 year old Jungkook was really knowledable and spoke true facts, for you feel your insides feel warm, tingly along with a sense of weightlessness and yes your pain had gone away.

970901 — Happy Birthday to the funniest and most relatable person, Jeon Jungkook! Thank you for lifting me up when I’m sad. We are so lucky to have you. ♡ (cr. dwellingsouls)

jungkook with a sleeping chicken ♡

when i tell you this legit made me emotional. (cr. namuspromised)

A Jungkook imagine

Hugging jungkook is refreshing and he smells sweet,warm and nice. Every one of those words suprise you cause you've never been one to long for warmth or sweetness. But judging by the fact that you're eyes are tearing up happy tears as you're arms tighten around said boy you must have been starved for all those things that are soo jungkook. Jungkook is a nice hugger, in the back of your mind you wonder if it's by practice or purely a soft instinct that only Jungkook is capable of having. But when he gently squeezes you in reassurence when your body starts shaking, all thoughts are forgotten, except the truth. Jungkook is nice, Jungkook is not that 'I have two pencils so you can have one' nice but the 'I have only one pencil but it's fine, you can have it' kind of nice. You realise that's why you've wished to protect him ever since he was five and wailed cause the bruise you sported on your arm was terrifying and after all his tears had dried he hugged your 6 year old self murmuring " Huggies make pain go away". Now you realise 5 year old Jungkook was really knowledable and spoke true facts, for you feel your insides feel warm, tingly along with a sense of weightlessness and yes your pain had gone away.

For some reason, the letters turned out better than I thought!

An exciting life update : I have another new favorite colour ( a yellowish orange)

*slams fist on table* i would give him ALL THE PENS IN THE WORLD 😩