I Amn just... a litle creacher.

you literally aren't equipped to care about every possible opinion on this planet. your mother telling you you're beautiful isn't a lie, your friend telling you your art is cool isn't biased. the fact you have people around you to tell you you're doing great means you've been socialized properly. the douche on instagram or tumblr ain't cooking your dinner, bringing you your pjs to the hospital or giving you a lift home. you aren't psychologically equipped to give a shit about as many opinions as social media expose you to. we have never been more exposed to other ppl's opinions and that's what's making us depressed. you care, and that's natural, we have been programmed to care what other people think. but no one is lying when they say they think you're great, they do think that. remember that, repeat that and embrace that.

a good rule of thumb of whether someone's opinion matters at all is the answer to the question "would anything objectively change for better in my life if they thought something else of me?". you'll find that the answer to that is usually a "no". someone who called you fat on facebook isn't going to start paying your rent because you lost weight. they aren't even going to listen to your sob story about your recent breakup. they are a nobody. repeat that, internalize that.

It’s ok to do things that make you happy. It’s ok to learn a new language despite your parents saying it’s useless. It’s ok to play games if that gives u something to look forward to. it’s ok to do things to relax and calm down even if it’s not “productive”. it’s not a waste of time to doodle flowers or make cookies for yourself or make pretty patterns with washi tape. You don’t need to be productive all the time, sometimes it’s nice to take time to close your eyes and listen to music or look up at the clouds passing by. Your life is yours and it’s not any less worthy if you spend more time doing what makes you happy. Destroy the idea that life has no time for simple pleasures and happy things.

Can’t stop thinking abt what happens to salmon when they get horny

aight ill bite what happens when they get horny

died and came back as a cowboy i call that reintarnation

tired of thinking . tired of planning . im just gonna draw some shit & whatever happens happens & its everyone elses problem

y’all, i feel like i need to remind y’all that there’s a huge difference between ignoring what’s going on, and taking a mental break because you’re exhausted with trying to keep up with the situation in the country right now. this shit is no joke and is weighing incredibly heavy on people such as myself and if you need to take a break from this and just log out, please do. please take care of yourself and don’t feel bad that you’re not keeping up with things at every second of the day.

…Okay, but  think it’s agreed, most of us would almost certainly unironically want to go there.

anomalocaris escapes and holds a 5-minute reign of terror until someone just grabs it by the tailfin and shloops it back into the tank