an online scrapbook

The bravest thing you can do is stop mourning the life you expected and start noticing the one that's trying to find you.

here is a star for everyone who’s not feeling their best today (🌟)

I hope one year from now me is doing good, I hope she’s happy and I hope she got what she wanted

I told someone today that they are important. It broke my heart when they told me "no one has ever told me I am important before." If no one has told you, you are important. You specifically, are important. Your existence matters. Your life matters. You are important.

one of my creative writing professors once said that to evaluate a work as good or not, first you ask what the work is attempting to do, and then you evaluate how well it does it. and this is how to judge everything from critical essays to romance novels to snack packaging to theory tracts.

here’s your sign to let go of things you’ve outgrown

i'll forever miss how the internet felt before you had to second-guess the authenticity of every single piece of media you came across. silly videos used to be just silly. fun was coincidental. wonder was just wonder. digital art had character and soul. AI has taken the taste out of everything and irreversibly poisoned the creative sphere and the people still pushing it forward are the doom of joy and hollowing out the quality of being.

no offense but reading is literally the cure to brain rot and there’s no work around to reading books