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jordanbolton · 5 months
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To The Substitute Art Teacher - Jordan Bolton
Pre-order my new book ‘Blue Sky Through the Window of a Moving Car’ here - https://smarturl.it/BlueSky
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chaosmindthoughts · 2 months
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Lately, I have been reflecting on how much I admire people who seem so unbothered and unapologetic about their existence.
I am told I present that way, which is a huge compliment. Though I cease to get passed the way I notice most details, I watch people simply existing, changes in the environment, I am a full time people's watcher.
And don't get me wrong, I don't dislike it, there is something so pleasant and rewarding about silence and observation.
But for once, just once, I wanna be the person someone notices when I arrive into a room, I wanna be watched existing and genuinly being myself, I want my presence to be desirable and appreciated by others.
I often find myself being the viewer, the one who appreciates and adores.
But oh God, please, can I be the view? Once, just once, to get a glimpse of how it truly feels to be someone's Heaven on Earth?
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minnstea · 4 days
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The train blew a horn and my dream started I thought my sleep would be disturbed but I thought about you, I saw you coming, and I saw you being so different from how you are in reality, I am smiling in my dream. How did that happen to a girl who never smiled?
They said, ‘It’s love’ but love makes you feel happy and I was not happy. Why?
Why do I always ask questions? I think a lot. Why?
The train blows horn again, my tired eyes woke up and I realised, it was all a dream, and I was happy it was just a dream.
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retroinspired · 2 months
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liina33 · 2 months
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aleck-le-mec · 4 months
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I have EDS and unfortunately it effects my heart so every time I stretch I black out a little bit. Today was the first day in two years someone in my class asked me if I’m ok after I blacked out. Happy Valentine’s Day.
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pie1405-spacewalker · 2 years
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I feel so low these days...so down and tired, both mentally and physically. I miss her so so much, senselessly and terribly. Miss her so much that i hung up a photo frame of hers on the wall of my room, so that the first thing I'd do when I wake up is look at her. I want no one in front of my eyes but her, when I wake up or I'm going to sleep..whole day, in short.
There's a sense of longing, of belonging in every atom of my body. There are many things in my life that I'm unsure about, but I, with every fibre of my soul and heart firmly believe that i belong to her and she's the only home I'll ever have. ♥️ - PIYUSH.
( AN EXCERPT FROM THR UNSENT LETTERS TO MY LOVER)
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xoesweet · 4 days
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ynablest · 4 days
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jordanbolton · 2 months
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To The Person Who Walked Past The Window - Jordan Bolton
My first book ‘Blue Sky Through the Window of a Moving Car’ is now available to pre-order! Get it here - https://smarturl.it/BlueSky
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kiiwiilii · 2 months
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Recently on my trip to Cambridge, I noticed two elderly ladies taking pictures by the river and they were laughing and giggling and having so much fun, my heart melted! I wish I got a chance to start a conversation, I love talking to strangers ~
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minnstea · 9 days
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the ring he has in his hand
During a conversation with him, I complimented the ring he was wearing, which he had worn during our previous meeting. Later, when he saw my journal, he asked about the person I was grateful for. I denied that it was him, but the truth was that it was him whom I had in mind and I envisioned us being together.
He unknowingly supported whatever decision he made and tried to listen to Lana Del Rey and Taylor Swift because I spoke about them. When we met, he mentioned that he had listened to a few of their songs and we talked about it.
I asked him, "Oh, you listened to them?!" and he replied with a smile, "Well, there is no reason I shouldn’t." I then said, "You listen to the good stuff though", and he smiled back. For me, this exchange was enough to make me happy.
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iriddigital · 4 months
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quartermera · 5 months
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Letters to Strangers
I'm gonna be fully honest with you here. While we were chatting, I viewed your profile and clicked to your LinkTree. There, I followed the link to your art Tumblr account. Your "professional" account one might call it haha! And I started scrolling.
You know I've been feeling insecure about my art. I know it's been the same for you. School has burnt us out pretty badly, huh?
A difference though is that I'm ready to bet that you don't feel insecure in part because of my art. While I look at yours with admiration and, well, a little bit of envy.
I have that little bit of jealousy, but I refuse to let it pollute our friendship. And yet, I find myself wondering how my art would look if I was in your shoes. If I had gone to art school, like you, instead of learning the classics. If I had interacted with the same fandoms, perhaps?
At first, the idea sounded pleasant. But then I realised that I would just be you, really. And there would be no point in that. Because god knows if we would be best friends, if that were the case? Our pasts don't define us, as much as they do shape us.
I am thinking all of this as I keep scrolling through your perfectly curated blog, reading myriads of supportive and loving anon messages that you reply to. I find myself happy that you received those encouragements. Because you deserve them. And despite that hint of envy, I do love you dearly.
Suddenly however, I find an old art piece. Perhaps I should even call it ancient. Instead of the perfect pictures and controlled lines I have grown used to, coming from you, this one is hesitant. Scribbly lines filled in unevenly on faces with odd proportions. My first thought: "I could have drawn that." Accompanied by a snicker.
Until I realized. Yes, I could have drawn that. Just as you did many years ago. If I can draw that, I can draw this. Only because you had a kickstart does not mean I will never catch up. It is only that while you were busy drawing this and that, I was busy writing this and that, or translating this and that, or discovering this and that.
So thank you. Thank you for inspiring me. Thank you for being my friend. I love you.
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steviesbicrisis · 9 months
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Thinking about YouTuber Steve who’s gaining a lot of popularity with his weekly vlogs. The routine is very similar: he goes to work, hangs out with friends, acts silly for the camera, cooks for his roommate, watches movies with his roommate, goes out with his roommate.
His roommate is there a lot.
His new growing fanbase doesn’t take long to divide into factions regarding Steve’s dating life and sexuality; There are ships, OTPs, people who want him single so they can date him, and a surprisingly small portion which questions his heterosexuality, which gets always shut up by the following compelling arguments:
“stop assuming he’s gay.”
“Steve doesn’t look gay. He’s just a guy, a former jock, who loves to cook and hangs out with friends. A friend more than the others, but it’s his roommate so it makes sense, right?”
“And yes, they do cuddle while watching movies, but who doesn’t love a cuddle? You don’t have to be gay for that.”
“Sure, they hold hands when they go out but the city is crowded and they might lose each other.”
“Since when two male friends can’t be close without assuming that they’re gay?”
“Have you ever seen them kiss in ten minutes of weekly vlog? No, so drop your gay agenda already.”
And Steve Harrington, who started the whole vlog thing in the first place because he wanted to update his friends who live miles away and still doesn’t know how he got this much heteronormative bullcrap in his comments, has had enough.
One day, Steve Just-A-Guy Harrington, wakes up and chooses violence.
He replies to a tiktok comment that says “stop assuming he’s gay” with another video.
It begins with Steve glaring at the camera “oh yes please, stop assuming I’m gay.”
Then there’s a quick motion and Steve is pulling a curly haired guy into frame: Eddie, his roommate/platonic friend/totally not his boyfriend of 5+ years.
Eddie yawns, looking sleepily at the camera “are you vlogging?”
“I’m proving a point” Steve replies, then kisses him. They almost get lost into it, but Steve is a man on a mission, so he pulls back and turns to the camera.
“This is Eddie, my boyfriend. Not a friend who’s a boy, you delusional homophobes, we are together, a couple, in a relationship. We haven’t been just friends for over 5 years. We live together, he isn’t just a roommate.
And even if he was just my roommate, do you think I would live with this” he squeezes Eddie’s cheeks between his fingers and zooms in to show his face up close. Eddie blinks a couple of times, but let’s Steve do whatever he wants.
“Do you seriously think that I would live with this 24/7 and stay straight? Like, are you insane?” He gives Eddie a quick smack on the lips, leaving him blushing and more confused than ever.
Usually, it’s Eddie the one getting almost feral over Steve, not the other way around.
He doesn’t complain.
“So yeah, stop assuming I’m gay. Because I’m bi, you homophobic little shits.”
The video ends with Eddie pulling Steve for more than a quick peck on the lips, and Steve throwing the phone on their couch, face down.
Somehow, under Steve’s video, there’s still someone that comments “I mean, this doesn’t mean anything. It’s just bros helping bros, right?”
Steve is too busy making out with his “bro” to read it.
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yudol-skorbi · 1 year
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FINAL PART 3 OF EDDIE'S UNFORTUNATE CRUSH IS HERE there will be a couple of bonuses in the future by the way
part 1 part 2
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