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Seeing any sort of romance post that supports or relies on the idea that your life will be complete when you find your romantic partner makes me hate myself

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PLEASE READ THIS.

Guys, my best friend of seven years was killed last night by a drunk driver.
She was helping a motorcyclist whose bike had broke down on the side of a road, and was hit by the swerving passing truck. 
Here is her boyfriend during an interview over what happened. [x]

I feel like I should make this not only to spread on her memory, but also so that any internet friends of hers that I wasn’t aware of, could know about this horrible incident too.

Her tumblr username was whitneyhoku

I love her..so much. I’m not sure that I will ever be the same again, but I wrote this for her. Maybe it will give you guys an idea of the person she was.

I would have put a “read more” button, but Whitney deserves to be known, and not ignored.



Whitney Murrah I guess this is a better time than any to make “That Thing” I kept talkin to you about.

Whitney, you are my greatest friend. I have loved you more than I ever thought I could another person. 
I knew that whenever anything went sour, that you would be there by my side, and you were. Losing you, has torn me up inside to a state that I don’t even really feel conscience. 
But you left us doing something that defines you. Helping people.
I ALWAYS bragged about you and how caring, funny and charming you are(And weird! But between you and me, we both know that’s the best compliment.)
Anyways, here is your “thing” that I promised.

Whitney Marie Murrah, you are a crazy human being, but you are MY HERO. 
It doesn’t matter that you’re younger than me, or anything. I have looked up to you for so long. You voice anything that you feel needs to be said. In fact, if anything needed to be said, everyone could count on you to SAY IT. 
And boy, if you were gonna say it, everyone was gonna hear it because you are so LOUD. You are a loud person. I love that you’re a loud person. There is no shame in it. That was a beautiful quality about you. That your voice was always heard.
Growing up, as a little girl, your voice wasn’t heard far too often. 
You had a mother that treated you horrible, who never gave you attention, and expected a little 5th grade girl to care for her children. A child herself raised her two little siblings.
All of you fellas wondered why she was so loud at school. Why she was so rambunctious. Obnoxious. Lacked manors. Little did anyone realize…At school was the only time that little 5th grade girl got to be what she was. A kid.
Growing up, Whitney still faced odd stares, and muttered remarks. But that girl wasn’t blessed with what we all were given. Parents to tell us how to act. 
But I love Whitney for who she is. No matter the stares people gave her, I would always, will always, stand beside her to hold her hand and say, “Weird is good.”
A great thing about this young woman, is through what life threw at her, she could have gone a completely different route. But she wasn’t going to let those obstacles change the incredible person she was destined to be. So she wasn’t going to. Hell if she would, she never lets anyone walk all over her, let alone life!
Whitney was the kind of person to tell you things straight up. She wasn’t gonna sugar coat it. Hell, that made me happy, because honesty is a plus.
I was talking to her yesterday, about the atrocious sidewalk drawing I made. I laughed so hard, 

"You are right, it’s not your best art. But it isn’t horrible."
"I honestly wanted to scrub it off the sidewalk"
"Meh. "

Even though I felt like crap about that funky art piece, whitney made me laugh. She made me feel better. She wasn’t going to lie to me, and that’s what I needed.
That was the last conversation I ever had with Whitney Murrah.

A lot of you didn’t know this, and it doesn’t matter if you do or don’t. I will admit that I was in a relationship with Whitney for awhile when we were in eighth grade. Sounds a little silly bringing that up out of no where. But I want Whitney to know that I’m not ashamed of that anymore. Because I am not, and never will be ashamed of Whitney. I love her, and she was the most caring and best friend I could have ever asked for.

I’m so glad that I still have every single drawing she ever made me. I plan to frame them, and share them with a friend I made through her, her lover Chase.
Chase, man, I am so sorry for the lost of your love.
I want you to know for yourself that me and her have spoken about you many times, and boy that girl loves the hell out of you. She really, really does.Know that.

Whitty, Mello, Tula, Hoku, all of your cute little nicknames. I will think of you everyday. I will reflect on every kind word you’ve said to me.
All the triumphs we’ve faced.
I think you were put on this earth to show us all how we need to act. To put others before yourself. To treat animals kindly, like you would an equal. To not let ANY obstacle ever bring you down. Because that is the Whitney way of life.

I will love you more than anything forever, Whitney. See you later.
My best friend.

image by queen-taiyomi | editing by cho

The year is almost ending, and everyone was doing this so what the heck, here’s my first follow forever. 

I started this blog back in August with the intention of getting back into Naruto fanfics, but mostly to get back in the groove of writing. September 30th rolled around and I posted the first chapter of the Little Titan Cafe. Needless to say, things have taken off since then. So here’s to all of you for being wonderful; for inspiring me in some way. 

Italics are writing blogs. Bold are fellow jeanere-shippers/blogs. Strikethrough is non-snk. Everyone else is an artist/ereri/other-kinda-blog. But everyone in this list are my favorite blogs. And even if you are not on this list, you’re still special to me so don’t forget that! (●´□`)♡

[A-E]
askhungryeren • aymmichurros • bookworm0492 • cenpai • corporal-levis-butt 

[F-J]
flanecitoghei • fumuko • hikariix • hydrazoite • jaegerschtein  

[K-O]
lucious-levi • mybangsareblonde

[P-T]
papierence • pinstripe • queentaiyomi • rovescio • saekimchi • saltbalance • sheikofshadow • shitsuji • shortasscorporal • solitairecircus • sugarelixir • thecharmm • themissinglenk • thingsishouldntbedoing • tighteneren 

[U-Z]
vtown2000 • whostolethetaiyaki • xpyon • yellowshootingstars • you-have-come-too-far

hey everyone!!!

Okay wow so i just hit 1,000 followers and i thought it’d be fun to do a follow forever!! You guys mean the world to me, even if we don’t talk (if we don’t, hmu sometime). So, yeah. Thanks for having amazing blogs and being amazing people. Hover over your url/name for a message!

❁ irl friends ❁

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okay that’s pretty much it!! go follow these amazing people, if you aren’t already

and, in an *explosive* finale, Martin *blows* through the competition and into the position of victor for this years annual Hunger Games! I’m sure his friends and family back in District 4 are very proud! 

Thank you for sticking with us through all the excitement, bloodshed, and twists along the way! I’ve enjoyed being your head Game Maker this year, and (hopefully) look forward to doing so again! 

piiratescave asked:

sends url. c;

Meme // No longer Accepting

  • Do I Follow Them?: Forever and always
  • Why Did I Follow Them?: Well first I was told this precious flower was being bullied so I went to cheer her up not knowing the dear and well I saw her writing and the rest is history.
  • Do We Role Play?: I am lucky to say we do.
  • Do I Want To Role Play With Them:Do I ever.
  • An AU Idea For Our Muses: Boarding school enemies forced to room together who become unlikely friends and maybe more. XD
  • A Song For Our Muses:There’s A Class For This by Cute Is What We Aim For
  • Do I Ship Our Muses?:Only if Symphoney is writing him because she does such a beautiful job with him. x.x
  • What I Think About The Mun: Symphoney is an absolute doll and so funny. Her tags always turn my frown upside down. 
  • Overall Opinion:One of the most wonderful people I have had the pleasure of RPing with ever.
  • Blog Rate: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10000000000000000x
This is my farewell

Dear friend,

    It’s been five years and I admit that I can hardly write your name without feeling a sharp pain inside me. Time passes and this wound doesn’t heal, no matter what I do or who I talk, I keep thinking about you and it still hurts me the same way, or maybe even more.

It always seems like you go away, you disappear, being forgotten forever, but you don’t. Always, by the slightest recollection hiding somewhere deep in my head and my heart, you appear in my mind again.

You have stolen me a long time and maybe the happiest years of my life, but it certainly is not just your fault, because I haven’t been able to forget you or simply keep you static in my thoughts without feeling anything for you, so I blame myself every day of my life, for still loving you despite everything.

This will be the last time I write to you, even if you don’t read it. It will be the last time I show my feelings and emotions to you, the last time I feel this huge void in my chest because of the thought of you and the last time my tears blinded my sight for you.

I do not know if I hate you, but I’d do it. I do not know if I love you, but please do not be so. I do not know what I am and who I am.

There is a first love for everyone, and you’ve been mine. You made me feel things no one ever make me feel, but you’ve also made me cry and suffer as anyone.

Five years later, all I can do is say goodbye to you with a letter that you won’t read, and I have no other way to get rid of this pain invading my body every single day of my life. It was so big and steady my suffering for you, I could say that I already got used to it. I don’t remember what living without thinking of you is, without imagining your face, your voice, your smile, your gait and your hugs. I don’t remember what not remind you every moment is, because of any insignificant detail. I don’t remember what sleep is, instead of spending sleepless nights imagining you appear and stay by my side. I don’t remember what it feels like to feel complete, to be happy.

Many times I’ve tried to erase you from my life forever, but I’ve never been able to. I deceive myself into thinking that I hate you or I feel an absolute indifference to you. But if so, why do I think of you every day and why sink I down reminding you every night?

I never could have you and I’ll never have you. Sometimes I think that destiny put you in my life like a big stone that stands in the way of my happiness. I can’t move this stone alone, but I don’t know who to ask for help me to do it. I am alone in this because I am the only one who can change my own feelings.

There are many times when I remember one particular night. One night when I was drowning in tears and sobs, when I wanted only to be with you at any cost. One night when I couldn’t breathe. One night when I was not a person and when my eyes were dried and empty, as my heart without you. And you never belonged to me and you never will. My imagination is the only one who can help me to get you close to me. My memory keeps alive every single moment concerning you, but always without you. Always.

Although you disappointed me as no one else has done, I love you. I apologize if I ever did anything that could have affected to you in some way. I apologize for not being enough for you, even though you told otherwise. But above all, I apologize for not being with you. For failing give you caresses, unable to comfort you when you’re wrong, of not being able to know even where you are now or who is with you right now. You may be alone or maybe not. Anyway, I hope you always be happy and you live surrounded by people who can appreciate you as much as I have done. But I also ask me for my pardon for having been blind for many years.

Yes, I’m mad at you, but not like one of those tantrums little girl. My ego doesn’t hurt and I don’t cry for silly whims. What hurts me is my chest, my heart. I can’t breathe whenever I think about you, and now more than ever.

I am alone in my room and I am writing to you: my best friend, but my worst enemy; my first and only true love; my past, my present and my future; My best gift and my worst nightmare; my brother, my soul, my heart, my suffering and sorrow, you.

I really think I have good reasons to feel a great contempt for you, but my despair has reached the point that I don’t even want or contempt, I no love or hate, I just remember. I remember and I cry, and each of the tears sliding down my face is one of the words you told me and now I see that were not true. I don’t laugh as before, I don’t talk to people, I’m not like I was.

Once you said that I was a precious mistake to you. You were a beautiful blessing to me. As beautiful as the sunrises and sunsets, as the sea and the mountains, like the sun, moon and stars, and all the sirens of fantasy tales singing in unison a beautiful and unique melody. You were everything to me, and when you went away, you left me without anything. Now I’m empty and I can hardly breath with nothing inside my chest.

I’m not happy.

I’m not happy becaus of you.

You’ve changed me.

I won’t be like I was before I met you.

I won’t be myself anymore.

And all for you.

Because of you, because of your personality, because of your “I love you”, because of how happy you made me, because of the way I imagined you and how you made me laugh.

It has lasted for years and I don’t know how much longer I’ll hold like this. I just want this to end now.

I tried to clear my thoughts of you, but it always remains something tiny and insignificant.

This time, friend, I say goodbye to you. But I say goodbye from the bottom of my heart, from the depths of my body. I say goodbye forever, hoping that fate won’t cut my way with this huge stone again.

I wish you the best life anyone could have. But I also want you to remember me, to never forget me, or how much I loved you, because it hurts to think that for the person you loved most in your life, you’re nobody.

Nobody.

As I write this letter I reach more and more my thoughts and my words because I’m afraid to finish writing and, therefore, say goodbye to you forever.

My hands are shaking, my eyes just cry and my lips just pronounce your name again and again.

I’m afraid of losing you, despite having already done it. Despite you were never mine. But the time is here.

Friend, I loved you, I love you and I’ll always love you. I will never forget you and you will always be in my heart, regardless of the time spent or anything that I can live.

Forever and ever,

                                                                                           A Yellow Heart

anonymous asked:

hey i think youve done a follower forever before and i feel really dumb but could you explain how to do it because i dont want to seem dumb when i do it

you’re not dumb! sadly, i’ve never done one yet anon, but a forever follow is putting all of your mutuals, favorites, friends and recommended blogs all in one post and you can bold the ones who you think are the best and incredible!