if-by-my-brushstrokes
if-by-my-brushstrokes
If By My Brushstroke I May...
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Impact someone, in any way, it becomes a reason to keep putting myself out into my works.(Aesthetics, writings, and artwork that I hope show others how wonderful life is, how beautiful they are, and how awesome my Jesus is.)
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if-by-my-brushstrokes · 4 years ago
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to the person reading this: you belong here!!! you belong here with us!!! you have a place in this world!!!! your existence is a joy!!!!!! we are lucky to be able to experience the human being that u are!!!!
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if-by-my-brushstrokes · 4 years ago
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You Deserve Life
She was on the side of the road
In tattered clothes
With a runny nose 
And eyes full of water 
She had not a hint of a smile
It was gone for a while 
A self-proclaimed exile 
From the home she knew
He was walking with a lowered head 
Wished he was dead 
Overwhelmed with dread 
Down the aisle of a grocery store 
Clothed in a false security
Aware of his own mortality
Missing an identity 
In need of something whole
And no one stopped to turn to them
No one stopped to say
There’s purpose to your life 
You’re someone not nothing, okay?
They just didn’t understand 
They never planned
Their lives like sand 
In a hourglass
They were never informed
Their lives felt swarmed 
So they conformed 
To who they were told to be
If someone stopped to turn to them 
If someone stopped to say 
They’d know the meaning of their lives
They’d know why they’re here today 
So here’s what I’m saying 
And I’ll make it loud 
Because quiet for convenience 
Has become the new sound 
Let’s tell people Hope is alive
Let’s talk about Jesus’ reign
Over the things holding us hostage
Our lives won’t be mundane 
And I will stop to turn to you
I will stop to say 
There’s purpose to your life
You’re something, not nothing, okay?
You were made for a purpose 
By Someone Who died 
Because you were worth it
You deserve life 
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if-by-my-brushstrokes · 5 years ago
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You fell in love softly 
and that’s alright 
it’s just that I fell hard for you 
and in waiting for you to come around 
 I fell out as you fell in 
~M.M.
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if-by-my-brushstrokes · 5 years ago
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I used to think you saw me
truly, deeply, richly
you know nothing about me
maybe you never did
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if-by-my-brushstrokes · 5 years ago
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I attended a The Oh Hellos ( @theohfficialhellos )  concert this past Friday, which happened to coincide with Good Friday.  One of there songs, Caesar, describes Christ’s Passion, so I had to make a comic and give it to them (I was able to give it to their merch guy, I hope the rest of band saw it!)
On an aside, that night, the concert, was particularly healing for me, as I’ve been going through some dark valleys lately.  Sometimes Gods love appears in the form of a banjo ya know?
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if-by-my-brushstrokes · 5 years ago
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Excerpt from “Fall”
And He tells me,
“Though you may stumble
you will never fall.
And whenever life pushes you,
I will catch you
through it all.
And even if your down,
don’t worry
because you will always rise.
I will always give you my hand
to guide you through life.”
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if-by-my-brushstrokes · 5 years ago
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PERIOD.
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if-by-my-brushstrokes · 5 years ago
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hey do u wanna be married and live in a tiny little apartment together
sounds lovely when can we go
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if-by-my-brushstrokes · 5 years ago
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We Are Broken People
tw: suicide
This is not going to be some sappy letter to the masses about how we're all broken together and it's okay.
This is not okay.
We are broken people.
This isn't another "we've all been there" message where we talk about everyone's struggles.
We haven't all been there.
We are broken people.
This isn't me saying I know exactly what you're feeling.
I don't know everything.
We are broken people.
We are broken people.
We are a generation of war cries.
We are bleeding and screaming and we are still silent.
We are killing ourselves.
We are broken people.
We are broken people.
We are scared to ask for help.
We are not ashamed to take a stand for others.
We forget to care for ourselves.
We are broken people.
This letter is about suicide, in case it was unclear.
We are broken people.
It isn't supposed to be this way.
We are not supposed to hear this every day.
We are not supposed to lose friends and family to themselves.
We are not supposed to.
We are not supposed to be used to it.
We are broken people.
And here is where everyone comes into it.
We are all broken people.
I said this isn't a "we've all been there" letter.
It isn't.
We are all broken people.
We are broken in different ways.
We may not understand why.
We don't have to.
We are broken people.
Both sides of this situation are broken people.
If you have thought about ending your life.
If you have never.
The ones who have, I am proud you are still here. We are fighting through this together.
If you feel you don't have another fan on this planet, I am here.
To the ones who haven't, do not stay silent.
This is and has never been a joke.
This is the world we live in.
Do not stay silent.
We are broken people.
We are broken because we've let this become normal.
We are broken because we gloss over the subject of suicide.
We are broken because we live in an age of media that glorifies it.
We are broken because we use "kill yourself" as an insult.
We are broken because we have forgotten we have life.
We are broken because we have failed to realize the truly beautiful thing that is the air flowing in and out of living lungs,
We are broken because we hear about these tragedies and move on so fast.
We are broken people.
But we dont have to be.
We are broken people.
And we should be trying to heal our broken places.
We should reach for life.
Life is so important.
Whether it is your own or the life of another you've never met.
Life is precious.
You were made to be alive.
You deserve to be alive.
We are broken people
But not forever.
There is life on the other side of this night.
And this is for you.
You.
Yes.
You deserve to breathe another breath.
You deserve to take another step.
You deserve to have your first dance.
You deserve to want to live.
You deserve to have plans for the future.
You deserve to smile again.
You deserve to open your eyes in the morning.
You deserve the good things you've told yourself you don't.
I don't know what you've done.
I don't.
But listen.
You deserve life.
Even you.
You.
You deserve to live.
You will not always be broken people.
You will be whole.
And let me tell you something.
You deserve to be whole.
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if-by-my-brushstrokes · 5 years ago
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Studies by Olga Kim
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if-by-my-brushstrokes · 5 years ago
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if-by-my-brushstrokes · 5 years ago
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everything you could ever wish for is right inside of you 💕
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if-by-my-brushstrokes · 5 years ago
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it’s completely acceptable to stay alive for tiny reasons. because you want to hear your favorite song one more time. because your dog will miss you if you leave. because the moon is just too pretty to never see again. because you haven’t seen the next season of a really good tv show. because you want to see the christmas lights this year. if you’re alive, you’re doing enough. if you’re surviving, i’m proud of you.
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if-by-my-brushstrokes · 5 years ago
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gentle reminder to you — yes, you — that your writing is better than you think it is and it’s okay to feel proud of it
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if-by-my-brushstrokes · 5 years ago
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and it's you again tonight
you are on my mind
and if only I could find
the courage to tell you why
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if-by-my-brushstrokes · 5 years ago
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Friendly Reminder
if your friend makes a joke about killing themselves please don't just let it slide.
Even if they do it all the time, please acknowledge that you heard them.
Thank you.
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