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Trying to work up the courage to actually post a drawing is terrifying lmao

Goals for 2023

*draw and paint in sketchbook a lot more

*start producing and writing more music and raps

*workout at least five times per week

*hang out with friends more

*get my drivers license

*chill the fuck out

Social skills are a MUST and as a High Value Woman it’s important to know how to adapt to your surroundings. It can be awkward when you’re occupying grander spaces, or engaging with high value people for the first time. But I promise, it’s not and shouldn’t be a daunting experience. This PowerPoint presentation 😂 is to help you build better connections and to encourage you to make the most of your time and interactions. As we integrate back in to society, let’s continue to go for GOLD ✨

Hey, you... You with the self doubt...

What if the colours in your eyes were specifically picked by an artist?

What if our stretch marks are paintbrush strokes left over from when we were painted into being?

What if our faces were individually sculpted exactly as they were meant to be?

What if the freckles, spots and patches of colour were paint splashes from other's artistry? Where my skin has darker freckles, they're paint flicks from someone else...

Where our voices are music and our smiles are contagious, snippets of joy placed into each and every one of us

What if the wrinkles around our eyes symbolise a life well loved...

What if the pattern of scars that litter some people's skin tell a story of beauty, healing and survival?

What if we're all art?

What if we treated one another as art?

Colorism needs to stop! The Indian community has made colorism a standard of beauty, when really, it’s just a way to dehumanize others. Skin tone has nothing to do with your value as a human being. Your heart and character do.

reblogging this because it’s okay to not be okay!! i’m always available for a chat if anyone ever needs to rant to somebody who will listen!!

I wanna get real for a sec.

Depression is a shitty thing, it can happen to anyone, anxiety and depression go hand in hand unfortunately, and its SUCH a shitty mind space to be in.

Its ok to talk about your feelings with friends and family, but ultimately there's only ONE person in this world who can help you, and that person is yourself. Seeking help is SO important, and you can't depend on everyone around you to pick you up when you're down, sometimes you gotta struggle to drag yourself up from the ground and do things yourself. If you're lucky enough to have people there for you, then great! But I can tell you they don't have answers to your personal problems, only you can sort those. Its your mind and your feelings at the end of the day.

Some people dont want to help themselves though, and its truly truly sad, but life is super precious, and if doing even the smallest of things that you enjoy to do that make you feel something other than anger and sadness, then do it when you have some time, go for a walk? Play an old videogame that makes you feel nostalgic? Draw your favourite character? Write stories? Brush your hair? Play with different makeup styles? Discover new music? Hell sit there and randomly make a fart noise with your mouth if dumb shit like that makes you smile for even a second 😂

The worst thing to do is DWELL on your own sadness constantly, you can BE sad, its ok to be sad, we all have moments, we can all lash out at other's, we can all isolate and distance ourselves from people to be alone if that's what you need, Its OK. But literally sometimes you just gotta breath, and think about things other than your depression, dwelling won't help you. It will make you worse, not seeking help when you REALLY need it is another thing, its not going to disappear by itself, only YOU can make that change.

Be safe 🖤

Be well 💖

💗 Do something, anything 💗

My Worth

A mediocre man will take all

Of your kindness

Of your passion

Of your beauty

Without returning a fraction of your love.

Only talk to men who become intoxicated by your essence and compliment your being.

My mom sure knows how to punch my morning self-steem right in the face by saying things like "and that's how you're wearing your hair today?" ... but ... right after looking myself in the mirror i'm all "that's one sexy hair staayle right durr" *wink wink*

i wish that i were more fun a delightful companion who can continually entertain unfortunately i am not so when i am denied attention or affection i become a clingy, miserable mess.

i know that i am good enough i just need you convince you of it.

unfixable i told him i was so i sat there and i told him that i was broken in an irreparable way for years i had avoided it but it was true something inside of me has been ruined and no amount of love could ever fix that he mourned the girl i could not be i know not how i deserved such love as someone so unworthy of it.

it was never my fault i hate to admit it but their mistreatment of me has nothing to do with who i am nor what i do it is not about me however this resolves nothing while i may not be the cause i must suffer through the symptoms.

Feminism has led to many men feeling they no longer have a ‘purpose’ - protector and provider is outdated now, or something women can do by themselves. This means they need to create their own purpose. Break down masculinity and make it what you want to be, don’t rely on repressive structures that hinder you rather than help.

stop hating yourself for everything you're not. start loving yourself for everything you are.

OP this is so sweet, I’m gonna cry.

Being controlling is a sign of weakness and insecurity. Being in control is sign of strength, leadership and self esteem. Know the difference and treat her accordingly. Women love men who are in control. But never, ever try to control her.

I genuinely believe that to become a success, one has to have unwavering confidence in themselves that they can do it. It takes a certain level of believing in oneself to make a difference. Cultivate that confidence, harness it and unleash it. Maybe that’s all you need.

Love gets recycled.

To my anxiously attached people, that is me. The love that you poured into another individual will get recycled. You will love again. You will love again. The ache will get dull over time, I promise. If you went through a break-up recently and you were a very crafty person, trust that you will be able to go back to your crafts without thinking about them. One day you will actually stop thinking about them and trust me when I say this, it will feel so weird. It will be another type of ache but it is much better than the ache of heart break.