White teens want to get mad at someone for wearing a shirt of a band they know nothing about, but don’t mind wearing Bob Marley t-shirts and rasta colors not knowing what he and the religion were about.
“Yesterday, I spent 60 dollars on groceries,
took the bus home,
carried both bags with two good arms back to my studio apartment
and cooked myself dinner.
You and I may have different definitions of a good day.
This week, I paid my rent and my credit card bill,
worked 60 hours between my two jobs,
only saw the sun on my cigarette breaks
and slept like a rock.
Flossed in the morning,
locked my door,
and remembered to buy eggs.
My mother is proud of me.
It is not the kind of pride she brags about at the golf course.
She doesn’t combat topics like, ”My daughter got into Yale”
with, “Oh yeah, my daughter remembered to buy eggs”
But she is proud.
See, she remembers what came before this.
The weeks where I forgot how to use my muscles,
how I would stay as silent as a thick fog for weeks.
She thought each phone call from an unknown number was the notice of my suicide.
These were the bad days.
My life was a gift that I wanted to return.
My head was a house of leaking faucets and burnt-out lightbulbs.
Depression, is a good lover.
So attentive; has this innate way of making everything about you.
And it is easy to forget that your bedroom is not the world,
That the dark shadows your pain casts is not mood-lighting.
It is easier to stay in this abusive relationship than fix the problems it has created.
Today, I slept in until 10,
cleaned every dish I own,
fought with the bank,
took care of paperwork.
You and I might have different definitions of adulthood.
I don’t work for salary, I didn’t graduate from college,
but I don’t speak for others anymore,
and I don’t regret anything I can’t genuinely apologize for.
And my mother is proud of me.
I burned down a house of depression,
I painted over murals of greyscale,
and it was hard to rewrite my life into one I wanted to live
But today, I want to live.
I didn’t salivate over sharp knives,
or envy the boy who tossed himself off the Brooklyn bridge.
I just cleaned my bathroom,
did the laundry,
called my brother.
Told him, “it was a good day.”—Kait Rokowski (A Good Day)
“It doesn’t make sense to call ourselves ugly, because we don’t really see ourselves. We don’t watch ourselves sleeping in bed, curled up and silent with chests rising and falling with our own rhythm. We don’t see ourselves reading a book, eyes fluttering and glowing. You don’t see yourself looking at someone with love and care inside your heart. There’s no mirror in your way when you’re laughing and smiling and happiness is leaking out of you. You would know exactly how bright and beautiful you are if you saw yourself in the moments where you are truly yourself”—(via cytologic)se (via tahi-star)
Learning how to code a theme is a process of studying and experimenting with HTML. It might seem really difficult at first but don’t be discouraged, it’s actually pretty easy!
Use default programs on your computer (like Notepad or TextEdit) as your HTML editor, not Tumblr’s actual “Edit HTML” editor. Sometimes Tumblr doesn’t save correctly and deletes all of your work. It’s also difficult to use in my opinion and only good for quick changes.
Become comfortable with basic HTML. I used w3schools.com as my reference website when learning the basic rules. This page at W3Schools has links to tutorials that makes learning a lot easier, and I also used this website to help me as well because all of the basic commands are on one page.
Tumblr has a How-To page that is essential for theme coding. I also found another guide that gives in-depth explanations for the terms on the How-To page.
A good way to learn is by studying codes from theme designers. When I first started out, I installed themes from Tumblr’s Theme Garden to a sideblog, then looked at their coding through Tumblr’s Customize feature. You could also check out the coding for my theme Type Write (it’s simple and easy to read, so I allow people to use my theme as a base for them to make their own.) Which leads me into the next topic…
Start out by editing other people’s themes before actually trying to design one yourself. Most people don’t mind if you edit their themes, as long as you always provide a link and give them proper credit. (You might want to ask the theme designer first before using it though, just in case.)
I’m always available for questions if you have any! Feel free to message me and I’ll be happy to help you out.
I’ve had this blog for three years now and it’s been an amazing experience, but I’m craving a change. It kind of hurts to leave this blog behind but… I’ve matured, learned, and lived my way out of ‘charlove’, I just need something new.
I’m not going to think of this as a new beginning, but as an extension. Does that make sense?
Anyway, I’m rambling now. You can now find me at TwentySvn, my new personal blog. :)
All of my new themes and designs will be posted there as well. Thank you so much for following me, I love all of you very much.
omfg you know when someone you really admire like a really good artist or a really popular blogger or st followed you like AGES ago and every now and then you check to see if they still follow you because you assume they’ll probably have unfollowed you by now but they’re still following u and u just