So I’m at the point where I’m wondering whether I should actually make a significant change instead of continuing to rely on motivation and hoping I’ll
Bill Cunningham rode through New York City on a bicycle, camera in hand, looking for joy in the way people dressed. He photographed the ordinary person who understood that fashion is a form of hope. He refused money and fame, caring more about beauty for its own sake.
This happens all the time, comparing about others, looking always 5 years ahead, will I have the money? Will I have the right job? Always in a negative manner. I was the shy kid in school i didn't say anything just small sentences and oneliners.
Hello paulies, today I’ll actually be torturing myself to write up 3 fics (2 requests👀👀) today looking to be posted sometime this upcoming week. Please pray for me and look forward to them 0_0
TRUST ME, I do love writing but I’m so slow with it.