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Adult friendships be like “I miss you bro, let's hang out in November"

Hey, you.

Artist, writer, musician, creator.

It’s okay to take a break.

It’s okay if it hurts a lot.

It’s okay if it hurts a little.

It’s okay if you’re depressed.

It’s okay if you’re just a bit sad.

It’s okay if your problem is physical.

It’s okay if your problem is mental.

It’s okay to stop creating for a little bit.

It’s okay to be on hiatus.

As long as you need, as many times as you need.

People are drawn to you and your passion.

If the passion and the strength to create isn’t there, then it’s okay to rest until it comes back.

The people who matter will be waiting as long as you need.

I promise.

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For sadurday

I just want you to know that I find it so sad that people lack confidence, both creators on Tumblr and "normal" people outside in the real world. Like baby who told you you were ugly/annoying/useless? That middle school bully barely had the IQ to form a coherent sentence and you still believe them? Your parents are too jealous and miserable of their own life so they put yours down and you let them?

Yeah its easier said than done to pull out of a web of lies that you heard all your life, I know that. I've been there. But it's not impossible, and you can do it.

I know you heard this tens of thousands of times, but it really is true: happiness starts with you. You control your own life and whether or not you listen to someone who's trying to tear you down, even if that someone is yourself.

So, please, get up, take those reigns of life back into your hands, straighten your back, and tell yourself you can do this. Because you can.

Also please please please learn to cut toxic people out of your life, and yes, that includes family. Being related by blood doesnt mean you owe them shit if they make your life a living hell; you choose your family. Choose the people that make you feel comfortable and loved, not scared and like you can never speak again.

I got you. Im proud of you. I care about you. And yes, I love you.