day two of unfuckyourhabitat

tbh took the “before” photo halfway thro bc i was too ashamed of the prior state

a lot of my issues w cleaning are starting to come up - my parents used to go thro and chuck out everything on the flloor randomly and without warning so having everything put away is actually v uncomfortable for me bc to me it now feels like i dont own those things bc i cant see them at a moments glance? mm. i have a lot of problems w my personal space being clean


Feb 15, 2015 9:24pm

The drive home set me on edge as I slid through the terrible snow storm that blanketed everything around me and yet as I gripped tightly at the wheel I couldn’t help but feel a small rush as conditions continued to worsen, the danger escalating.

anonymous asked:

Scott what is the weirdest thing you have seen Vincent do?

Scott: Though I find it actually kinda entertaining too when it comes to him being so odd. But the few things that does set me a bit off edge that I would claim as “weird” is usually when he gives me those flirtatious looks, or when I keep on being reminded that he’s a murderer because he’s REALLY good with a knife *coughs nervously* whichiswhyIdon’tlethimcookcauseitsometimesmakesmereallyuncomfortable aaaaaaaaaaand…I guess the weird stuff usually involves me constantly seeing him using his skills that he has to do normal things, and those skills he learned from past stuff. So I think those are weird. Also his flexibility scares me and he likes to freak me out with it. 

Vincent is just a weird person

So in tonight’s Star Wars: Edge of the Empire gaming session, my character — a runaway noblewoman from a sector of the galaxy that’s basically King’s Landing in Space — was the only one in our party who didn’t fail her fear check against a rancor. (Y’know, the thing that almost eats Luke in Jabba’s palace). Apparently she just decided that there was no way anything that ugly was going to kill her, and so it didn’t faze her at all.

When she realized that her little holdout blaster wasn’t getting through its hide at all, she certainly wasn’t about to get in close enough range to stab it with her vibro-rapier, however. So instead? Instead she scolded it.

Because as a politico, that is an ability I have. Scathing Tirade is an action I can take in combat.

She scolded a rancor. And it worked. Two strain and enough of a distraction to affect the next bit of play.

I fucking love this game. And my character.

bookmad replied to your post: anonymous asked:whitney u should …


i can only do so much gay in one night

{ for my own state of mind I need to unfollow people who post pro-50sog stuff about how “not abusive” and “fun” it is, any memes based on the books or movie, and anyone who interacts with an rp blog of the characters from the franchise.

I mean just. everyone’s entitled to their likes and passions and stuff but it’s just. it sets me on edge. and makes me really uncomfortable. And that’s not a criticism on BDSM, I mean, do all the things you want as long as it’s safe, sane and consensual. I’m sixteen, so I’ve never actually practiced any of these sexual encounters and it’s not my place to comment on what it’s all about.

What I DO know is that 50sog portrays an abusive relationship dressed up as “romantic” due to the stalking, manipulation, emotional turmoil, etc. christian puts anastasia through.

I can’t in good conscience have that on my dash. Sorry. }


jasminewarga's debut novel, My Heart and Other Black Holes, follows sixteen-year-old Aysel, who’s obsessed with plotting her own death. There’s only one problem: she’s not sure she can do it alone. Once she discovers a website with a section called Suicide Partners, Aysel’s convinced she’s found her solution—Roman, a teenage boy haunted by a family tragedy, is looking for a partner. Even though Aysel and Roman have nothing in common, they slowly start to fill in each other’s broken lives. But as their pact becomes more concrete, Aysel begins to question whether she really wants to go through with it. 

We asked Jasmine about the importance of talking about mental illness in YA books. Here’s what she had to say: 

One of the questions you get asked most frequently when you have a book coming out is “So what’s it about?” This question always gives me pause. Sets me on edge. You see, the simplest way to summarize My Heart and Other Black Holes is to say it’s a book about a teenage suicide pact, and whenever I announce that, I usually make the asker of the question very uncomfortable. And I also get uncomfortable. 

But my discomfort brings me back to why I wanted to write the book in the first place. According to the Suicide Prevention Education Alliance, one in five high school youth seriously consider suicide, yet as a society, we are very uncomfortable discussing suicidal ideation and depression. It’s treated as something that should be swept under the rug, as if talking about it makes it infectious. I think, however, it’s actually the exact opposite. Not talking about depression and suicidal ideation helps to stigmatize mental illness, it makes those struggling with dark thoughts embarrassed by them, and thus less likely to seek help. 

Depression is a disease that preys on isolation. Your mind becomes your own worst enemy. It convinces you that you are worthless, alone, undeserving of love. And worse, since depression usually does not present with physical identifiers, i.e. you don’t lose your hair, you don’t develop large bruises, you don’t have a fever, it can be very hard for your friends and loved ones to detect. Which brings me to what I think is the most maddening aspect of depression—while connecting with others and talking about what is going on inside your head can be the key to surviving depression, the disease oftentimes makes it almost impossible to do just that. That’s why I think it’s so important to encourage those suffering from depression not to further isolate themselves, but instead try and find a way to connect with others. 

YA books that deal with mental illness can help to jumpstart these necessary, but oftentimes difficult, conversations. It is my hope that these books can help build a better understanding of depression amongst the general population—an understanding that depression is a real and serious disease, but not a disease that has to be terminal. And that one of the most effective ways to battle depression is to have open and honest conversations about it. So that’s what I find to be most special about YA books that authentically and courageously discuss mental illness—they help build connections and awareness. They let us know we aren’t alone.


Jasmine Warga grew up outside of Cincinnati, Ohio. Before becoming a full-time writer, she briefly worked as a science teacher. My Heart and Other Black Holes is her first novel. One of our most anticipated reads this year, it is gorgeously written and compulsively readable. You can get a head start reading it here.

I actually cried a little tonight.. It was a much needed release. It only lasted for maybe a minute, but it happened.

I hate crying, don’t get me wrong. But there has been so much that I’ve been suppressing lately, that I just couldn’t hold it all in anymore. My friend said something real to me and it just set me over the edge.

lindewen asked:

Just read all of "A Long Way Down". You are amazing. This is so well written. Tommy gives me the creeps and the whole story sets me on edge. But at the same time you see Tommy's old bravado. And Felicity, well, her characterization is spot on. This is super fascinating and I can't wait to see how it turns out.

8D Thank  you so much!!

Honestly, in this AU Tommy really should give you the creeps. he really, really should. Their situation here is not okay. There’s a lot going on beneath the surface (and Tommy isn’t actually in on or even aware of a considerable amount of it), but this fic is supposed to be creepy, and the relationship and balance between Tommy and Felicity should always be obviously wrong.

;) But if you would like a little further peek into Tommy’s head, this DVD Commentary promptfill for the most recent installment, and these two flipped pov promptfills (from Tommy’s perspective) for the same installment add a bit of insight into the things happening beneath the surface layer of this story.

I’ve never really been the jealous or possessive type of girlfriend, and I don’t think I ever will be.  Sure, small amounts of jealousy can be healthy, I’ll give it that— I can admit to feeling it, but too much makes me feel insecure.  I am scared of losing my boyfriend and that’s what sets me on edge.  At the same time though, I trust him immensely.  

I guess my point here is that when I saw those tweets between him and his former best-friend (a girl that I used to be best friends with in high school) it brought up a lot of jealousy and insecurities that I don’t like to feel.  She tweeted that she “isn’t one to be put on a back burner, she wants to be on the front, right next to him” like… that’s not where you belong.  That’s my place, but more-so, that’s his family’s place.  I got really fucking upset because I remembered all the times she stole away a guy’s attention by throwing pity-fits like that, or offering them things that I didn’t want to.  The good thing is though that my boyfriend didn’t tweet anything that upset me.  He handled it very maturely despite how much I know it probably hurt his feelings.  When we talked about it later, I told him why I felt so concerned about him possibly contacting her and reconnecting.  I know her feelings for him hasn’t changed since they dated, they will likely always be there.  I asked my boyfriend, “Do I have anything to worry about?”  Which of course he replied with, “absolutely not,” and more super sweet things.  And I believe him.  That’s the point of a relationship is trust— and I always will until he proves me wrong. 

To wrap this all up, I’m really glad that this minor thing happened.  It gave me a chance to show him that even though it upset me, I could talk to him about my feelings and insecurities and speak like an adult.  The insecurities and doubt turned into confidence again that my boyfriend wants me and only me.  No one is my competition … I am their competition.  If someone gets his attention and can prove that they will love him more than I ever possibly could, then so be it.  I’ve never been more content, secure, and happy with a guy before.  

And as much as babe would probably like to see me take a bitch down for being all over him, it won’t happen… unless he’s super uncomfortable and she is sexually assaulting him.