I have noticed that you have been reblogging this comic strip I drew back when I was drawing for RAVE magazine.
I am going to re-draw it with lots of NEW things that people say to you. Send me a message if you want to! I can’t guarantee it’ll make it in, but I will tryyyyyyy. xo
Omg, the second one happens to me every single day! My go-to answer is now: the fun thing about beauty is that it is subjective and changes from person to person. I truly find my piercings beautiful. Bye.
A version for tumblr that can be read without opening a new tab, since plenty of people would scroll past this story otherwise.
So I came home from school to see my 7 year old sister putting skittles with my antidepressants, I went up to her and asked “Hey what you doing?” She looked at me, smiled and said “Skittles make me happy so I put them with your medicine that makes you happy so you can be extra happy.” That was the cutest thing i’ve ever heard.
forever reblog
Crying.
omfg that is adorable
This is so beautiful and heartbreaking (I’m not sure how well the text will show up, so I’ll type the words, too, just in case they’re hard to read).
A long time ago…before most things existed…there was a woman made out of fire.
She lived alone…in a desert covered in sand and boulders…One day, she discovered…if she kissed a boulder…
…her flames would melt it, turning it into a little happy molten baby. And she was no longer alone. For a long time, she loved and protected all of them like a mother…until the first time it ever rained.
Each raindrop that hit her weakened and shrank her…until her molten babies towered over her…and realized it was their turn to protect her. They gathered around her, shielding her from the rain…but it transformed them back into their original boulder form.
And even though she’s safe, she’s trapped, and her lava tears fill up her home and flow out into the sea…creating places for new life to live on.
