#open letters

[mgasulatnihoney]

An Open Letter to my Past

Dear Past, You are joy, you are brave, you are loved. However, along the way you became broken because of you had cross path along the way. Some of them made you feel worthless, useless, and unimportant. Then you have broken down into pieces. You make mistakes, you disappointment and have not reached your dreams. Despite of it all, you are about to whole again as you pick up the pieces what's left of you. It made you strong, dependable and trustworthy once again. Your past will pass through but you are still here in the present as you prepare for your future. Prepare yourself as the table will start to turn, this will be your time to shine, valuable and beautiful.

[inabigworld]

will you still love me in the winter, when my skin is dry, my lips are chapped, and my smile shines a little less bright? when i start sleeping in a little longer and start going out a little less and staying in more? when some days i can’t make you laugh, i can’t find reasons to smile, and all i do is cry? will you still love me when some days i don’t want to wake up at all, and i don’t get out of bed all day? will you still love me when on days when i can’t seem to carry on a conversation and my gaze keeps slipping away starring off, getting lost in the void?

[theredhairing40]

to whom it may concern:

The cat is out of the bag, I repeat it’s out of the bag for it is neither alive, nor is it deceased.

[inkspill-nebula]

My dearest elders, mentors, fools, reversing the lie has made you no wiser.

Someone told you once that you could do anything you put your mind to. You discovered, through great trial, that only one can win. That there will always be luck and unfair advantages. That a lifetime of work will only guarantee you a lifetime of work. This all, of course, is true.

You told me that I will fail. Statistically speaking, that’s probably also true. But you also told me something else. No matter what I put my mind to do or who I asked, you all said, “Don’t do this. Do anything else.” As if the success was to be had elsewhere, but not here. As if you were unique in your failure.

As a child who went everywhere looking for something to do and heard only, “Go somewhere else. You will find only failure here,” I believed that failure was the only thing I could find. So I did the obvious thing, you see. I never tried. Tell me, honestly. When you were 17, if everyone had told you that you could do nothing but fail, would you live with yourself? Would you try? Do not mistake me. I understand what you meant, now that I’m 25. I understand now that it does not matter if you succeed so long as you’ve found something worth failing at. But could you have understood that back when your every breath was letter graded and you had not yet lost a loved one to death despite doing absolutely everything right? Could you have understood what failure meant? Could you have valued anything futile? Could you have valued anything because it was futile?

Tell me, what was your objective when you told me I could only fail? Was it to save me the years you wasted trying to go somewhere you could not get to? Do you see the years that I have wasted trying to go nowhere. Do you see the years I’ve done nothing but learn how to accept myself as a failure without having ever failed?

Do not try to save your children from your mistakes. Dare I say, do not try to save your children. Given the choice between your waste and mine, I’d’ve taken the hope.

[akanemnon]

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[mournfulroses]

Emily Dickinson, from a letter to Susan Huntington featured in "Open Me Carefully,"

[sizzlingsandwichperfection-blog]

Don't listen to me, a humble unpaid intern for the Awesome Coffee Club.

Listen to tumblr user dearqueerdeers, who is drinking it right now and can confirm that our coffee truly does fuck.

[sapphicstarrz]

mothers in literature i will think about you forever

[microwave-core]

what do you mean the green rain has arrived???

[atomikats]

the hair animation in the fan letter has been gagging me for days. anyways frame redraw (og under cut)

[minty364]

DPXDC Prompt #141

Danny’s school held a contest where their students would have to write about a member of the Justice League that they admired. They framed it as a normal assignment and then mailed them to the hero. Danny didn’t think anything of his letter until he gets a few letters pop in front of him, apparently if you burn a letter for a ghost the recipient will get it. Danny thinks back to his own letter to Martian Manhunter and he remembers mentioning in his letter that not all ghosts were bad and he wishes they had the same rights as aliens did.

Of course the Justice League shows up to town and Danny is star struck as Martian Manhunter shows up to Danny’s doorstep to ask about his letter.

[theredhairing40]

to whom it may concern:

Whoever put me on these medications please do keep in mind that I need them ASAP... preferably before I get out of the Chicagoland area for five days...

Please be advised, I don't want another 2011.

-Steven

[carpe-aurore]

ya girl is broke and rent is due, I'm opening up commissions again

Commissions are open again! Small cards start at $6, and large pages at $20. For those who haven't commissioned from me before, we hash out the details here on Tumblr or discord, and I take payments through Zelle or PayPal. Anyways, any commissions are appreciated!

[cubbihue]

I was just looking at you itty bitty FOP au (it's amazing and cool btw)

But one question was floating around my head the entire time I was looking through it

What other things does Changeling Timmy hate/dislikes besides muffins?

Timmy doesn't like celebrating his birthday. His parents never celebrated it at his house, so getting one feels... odd.

Once, his friends tried throwing him a surprise birthday party. At the time, it had been the biggest most exciting thing he'd received! A whole party just for him!!!

But afterwards, Timmy found that he actually... hated the attention he got. Being at the center of everything, having everybody watch as you open presents, covered in silly string and streamers and confetti, where all his opinions mattered above others... No, he'd rather avoid doing that again.

Timmy plans to never tell people about his birthday when he moves to his new location. He doesn't like surprises or sudden noise.

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[baby-dog]

have you jacked off to my blog. will you jack off to my blog. when will you jack off to my blog.

[mournfulroses]

Emily Dickinson, from a letter to Susan Huntington featured in "Open Me Carefully,"