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Poetry is what helps me remember that even in my fragments, I am whole.

- Jennifer Huang

every girl deserves an apartment with floor to ceiling windows, gauzy curtains and warm sunshine pouring in

I just finished ACOSF and although it’s not my favorite in the series, it was still a fun read and I’m excited to dive further into the universe of SJM Books.

Initially I was excited to catch up and banter with the community, but after being exposed to the toxicity I find myself questioning if it’s even worth commenting and engaging, especially when it comes to Elaine and her potential lover. Personally I would like to see her with Lucian ( those who disagree plz don’t come for me. I say this because I’ve already faced unnecessary aggression from simple words as such )

But either way I LOVEEEEEEEE Az as well. They are my two favorite men in the series so I would be fine with whoever she ends up with. I find it funny the amount of drama that comes from this. If anything the questioning of a mating bond is just the kind of plot twist to keep readers on the edge of there seat. At the same time watching Elaine and Lucian build a relationship when she can hardly look at him would be so romantic. Do you guys not enjoy guessing and trying to piece together the outcome in a way that’s not toxic and rude to anyone with a opposite opinion? I for one enjoy talking to others who hold different opinions. I wanna know all the things that lead you to this conclusion. I mistakenly thought this community would be like that especially since it’s adult fiction… I just thought readers may be more mature.

Those Lucien scenes where he’s described as tying up his hair, rolling up his pants, and catching trout with his bare hands.

When he bursts out his room shirtless and buttoning his pants to rescue Feyre from her nightmare.

When he helps her off the horse by wrapping those big hands around her waist.

When men of the Autumn Court are described as fucking with that passion of fire in their veins.

When you feel secure in your body and trust yourself to stick to your values and boundaries, it sets you up for success & makes life more meaningful.

This sense of safety isn’t something you can just force yourself to feel; it’s something you develop through practice & mindfulness.

This type of confidence naturally attracts healthy relationships and opportunities that align with what you truly care about; without worrying about being judged or rejected.

Fuck old people and post at work

So don’t take me to seriously when I say fuck old people. I’m not a old person hater (or fucker). But does anyone else think it’s way more productive to post when you get mad at work rather then carry it home with you. So thank you tumblr for acting as my journal today. 📓

I already feel much better after a very annoying interaction with a old lady saying I didn’t give her a receipt just for her to have put it in her bag. *sigh*

(As I type this a old man just got nasty because HIS card didn’t cover something)

Usually one interaction like this isn’t enough to get my blood simmering, though these past few days only old people have been so rude and nasty for no reason. Although not all, and some can be super sweet, my honest feelings even if potentially controversial is I’d rather not deal with old people at all (yes even my family). I know I’ll get old someday, but that doesn’t mean I’ll be rude every time I think I’m not getting my way.

Ps: writing is such a good outlet, try it if you don’t already

If you have nothing - Find Something

I’ve struggled a lot with self confidence and feeling pretty especially after gaining weight. Although I’m still looking to lose it and self confidence is a ongoing journey, I have started to tell myself that I am in fact not ugly, I just haven’t been giving myself the care I deserve

I was so convinced that my weight determined my beauty, that I stopped taking care of myself. Now I think that is precisely why I haven’t been able to lose it…In a state of feeling so undeserving of nice things of course I wasn’t eating healthy, moving my body, dressing nice, or doing my hair.

These day’s health is on the forefront my mind, so although the I haven’t completely accepted the number on the scale or what I see in the mirror, I no longer feel that I can’t present myself in a nice manner. 🫂

The Little Things Add Up

After years of creating “bad” habits I know I can’t just break them overnight. And although health is on the forefront of my mind, I still would like to walk outside and not wish myself invisible.

Creating healthy habits and building self confidence will be a journey of baby steps. So, when I felt I had nothing that makes me pretty, I found something.

The truth is, everyone has something nice about them. Many things nice about them! It’s just very easy to forget when all our thoughts are self deprecating.

As I filed and glossed my nails I wondered how I could forget that I have such beautiful long and natural nails. Although they have been longer because and times of neglect left them uneven and chipped, I was still able to bring out their beauty. This is a small thing that many people won’t notice, and as a introvert I’m completely okay with that. What matters is when I look down at them, it makes me feel good. 🫂

I am familiar but new to tumblr and looking for likeminded people who love self care, the arts and cozy things. If that sounds like you, plz comment so I can follow you! 💌

Tumblr.. It’s Been Some Time

To my teenage self, I have to thank you. In your pursuit of community and understanding, you found yourself on the blogs of tumblr. Although back then with your sad teenage mind you used this platform mostly to fule the wounded parts of yourself. We are different person now, and this time what I seek is meaning and purpose in the time I spend online. A digital space that leaves me feeling fulfilled and inspired. So, as I found myself deleting all the other apps that promote mindless engagement and doom scrolling through 60 second videos (or less), I had a memory that landed me on tumblr’s doorstep.

Like a old friend, yes you have grown and changed, but you are still you, and I’m so glad. You are unique (and no platform has better profile customization) you are versatile. You cater to the artist, the poets, the authors… To put it simply I’m glad I discovered you back then because I wouldn’t of known now that you were exactly what I was looking for. 🫂

Also I originally joined tumblr as a teen to find FTM community. Although I de-transitioned I have so much love for who I was and will be forever grateful to this platform for giving me a place to feel like I belonged. 💌

Suddenly I remember that love is real, and tomato soup is real, and my friends laughing is real, and my old dog is real and I I’m real, and all of this is enough for me

daily thought in poem form