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anonymous asked:

Since your favorite song from ABAP is The Kids Aren't Alright can you tell us why i'm curious?

the kids aren’t alright is a song dedicated to the kids who have spent their lives looking up to people with the impression their heroes have this sense of intangibility. kids who grow up with great expectations on their shoulders that weigh heavy in a world that is ready to eat them alive on a whim.
there are anthems that preach forevers and newfound glory that will be spoken about for centuries — but the kids aren’t alright is for the kid who grew up and didn’t achieve (nor fail) but is surviving and sometimes that’s enough. they are ready to say they aren’t okay, they aren’t fine, but while it pours rain in pools that could drown them all out they keep on swimming and they keep wanting more (“stay thirsty like before.”).

it’s not a morbid song about defeat or suffering, it’s about accepting that maybe you won’t be one of those heroes you read about in books. that yes even those people in those old photographs you have always seen and recognized didn’t live forever too. and that’s okay. it’s your time now only if a few people notice, you can still maul the world like the carnival bear that’s been caged its whole life and finally has a taste of its own freedom. you can do it all for yourself and be even a flash of light but god you shined so bright, you shined brighter than you ever have in your life. and in the end you’d do it all again. again and again and again.

the world is scary and overwhelming but it’s still your oyster if you want it to be.
and on that long road there just remember it’s okay to not be okay.

and that’s why the kids aren’t alright is my favorite song off of abap.

I think one of my favourite moments in BotFA is when Dain and the Iron Hills dwarves immediately prepare to fight the Orcs, whereas Thranduil and the elves are hesitating.  

In my opinion, that is the very thing that really sets the races apart.

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Hi everyone :) It’s hard to me asking for money, but now I’m in really really bad situation.

Three weeks ago I found out that I have asthma. My doctor trying a lot of different medication on me. I already have 4 inhalers and something for my allergy. Plus I have a sick stomach, and I have to take medication for it all the time. This is is all I have to take take everyday (and they cost A LOT). For now, because I have next a doctor’s appointment next week. Those meds are really expensive and in Poland you can’t have them for free.

I don’t have a job over a year. I’m looking everywhere, I’m sending my cv everywhere. But I have no luck. Also my dad keep threatening me that he will kick me out.
I live with my parents but they can’t help me. My dad is a carpenter but he has no work during the winter. And he doesn’t wants to help me anyway. My mom is not working at all and she has SM (and she has attacks so strong that she is in the hospital very often). She needs to taking so many meds every day and they cost a lot. They spend every money for meds and bills.

I’m so desperate that I sold my albums and few books, I tried to sell clothes too because I don’t have money for my bills (internet and phone) and I need money for meds now.

So if you can donate even small sum I will be really greatful. It’s really hard moment in my life right now.

My email: megggi27@gmail.com (you can do it via paypal)

THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH!!

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Prompt fill for a college, friends-to-lovers AU. 

Author’s note: I would be remiss in not pointing out that this fic was inspired by scones-and-texting-and-murder's Practical Considerations (here on ao3). It’s a DeanCas fic but it is just so so SO good that everyone should read it, regardless of ships/fandoms. Honestly, just go read it now. I read it at least once every few weeks if not more. I have the whole thing almost memorized. It’s absolute perfection from beginning to end. Really, just go read that instead of this. My shitty terrible mess of an imitation can wait.

“So, what am I going to do Oliver?”

Oliver turns his head to look at Connor, who is still looking up at the stars. They’re spread out on an old blanket on their building’s roof, under the inky night sky. Connor’s got his arms pillowed under his head and Oliver’s resting his on a folded up jacket. They’d come up here to celebrate but their celebratory beers are still unopened by their feet near their phones, both of which are turned off. Connor’s was buzzing too much with congratulatory texts and Oliver didn’t have anyone he wanted to talk to at the moment, present company excluded of course.

Connor had gotten the big envelope from Middleton Law School today. Not the small, thanks but no thanks one. The big one. The Congratulations Mr. Walsh we are pleased inform you envelope.

Connor had gotten in.

Connor is going to go to law school three states away.

Oliver had known this was coming, of course. He’d known since that first week freshman year. They’d lived on the same floor and bonded quickly over the shared experience of having a terrible roommate. They’d been spread out on the floor of Oliver’s room, almost like they were now, and were having one of those deep, philosophical discussions that college freshmen love to have.

“I’m going to go to law school at Middleton Law School,” Connor had told him.

“Where’s Middleton?” Oliver had wanted to know.

“Philly.”

“Never been. I always wanted to though,” Oliver had said and then asked, “Why there?”

Connor had let out a deep sigh. “My dad applied there when he was going to law school and got turned down.” Then, Connor had turned his head and his gaze was confident and sure as he met Oliver’s. “In four years, I’m going to get in to that school that turned him down and he is going to be my very first phone call.”

Four years later and that’s exactly what happens.

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So I was tagged to do the unseen selfie tag thing but bc my phone is fucking stupid I can only have like 50 pictures or I run out of storage so these are my 6 favorite selfies that have already been seen, whoops. I mean I’ve posted these all like four times each what’s a fifth??
so I tag anyone who wants to do like the actual thing and also eyelineremoji liamsbirthmom emptyskiesachingblue and jzayn if yall haven’t done it already

LUCY'S POWER UP:

GUYS I’M SO EXCITED ABOUT THIS

I PREDICTED THIS AS SOON AS SHE SAID SHE HAD TRAINED  IN CHAPTER 420 I THINK AND I PRAYED THIS WOULD HAPPEN—THERE IS SO MUCH POTENTIAL FOR THIS—

OMFG FOR ONCE I PREDICTED SOMETHING TO HAPPEN IN FT AND IT HAPPENED

LUCY MY QUEEN i CANT—

I finally watched the first episode of BBC Sherlock and I really wanted to do this since forever. I watched the German dub though. Maybe you know about this,but really everything is dubbed in German. And it really sucks sometimes because everytime Sherlock talked I thought of Goku from Dragonball. Same voice actors,ugh. And there was this one scene where this guy said “Rache is a German word.” Do you have any idea how stupid it sounds if you say that sentence in German?

A pleasing thing: my AO3 account now has 600 subscribers!!!! SIX HUNDRED. Six hundred actual people. I don’t even know that many people in real life. I could invade a few enemy castles with an army that large. I first posted Angelhawke 828 days ago - that’s an average of one subscriber every 1.38 days.

Holy shit??

There is a gifset around here somewhere where it is just Killian looking DOWN at Emma while she looks UP.

I saw that one first, and I swear to God, my mind would have gone to dangerously inappropriate territories had I not read the subtitles.

TBT

me about to run my sister over at Disney World…and judging from that fanny pack, I’m guessing it’s between 1989 and 1996..