
Night air, good conversation, and a sky full of stars can heal almost any wound.
(via the-book-diaries)

to all my peeps who need to hear this
To all my writers out there: You matter. Your work matters. Thank you for putting images to pen. ❤

When you find somebody you love, all the way through, and she loves you—even with your weaknesses, your flaws, everything starts to click into place. And if you can talk to her, and she listens, if she makes you laugh, and makes you think, makes you want, makes you see who you really are, and who you are is better, just better with her, you’d be crazy not to want to spend the rest of your life with her.
(via the-book-diaries)
And for a moment, you took away the pain and gave me a reason to breathe again.
Some people aren’t going to like what you write. Write it anyway.
Some people, people you know objectively suck at being a human being, will get more kudos, more comments, more recs. Write it anyway.
Some of your friends aren’t going to read what you write. Write it anyway.
Some of the people you support the most won’t support your work. Write it anyway.
Some people are going to say your characterization is 100% wrong. X would never. Write it anyway.
It’s been done before. Write it anyway.
Your writing might not measure up to the fandom greats. Write it anyway. (I can guarantee they didn’t measure up at some point either)
Some people aren’t going to rec your work. Write it anyway. (And make your own recs)
Write it anyway.
Write it anyway.
Write it anyway.











