we-fight

Tbh I don’t see Minh that often besides maybe every night when I come home and she’s sleeping. She works in the morning and I work at night. I like coming home and joining her in bed. When we have a day (or two) off together, we catch up on our lives. We often discuss our goals, share ideas and we constantly figure out how we can evolve our quality of life. Other times we’re just fighting over what to watch on TV. Idk. I’m thankful that she exists

“I fell in love with him. But I don’t just stay with him by default as if there’s no one else available to me. I stay with him because I choose to, every day that I wake up, every day that we fight or lie to each other or disappoint each other. I choose him over and over again, and he chooses me.” 
― Veronica Roth, Allegiant

My favorite part as that there’s no receipts, meaning that they probably went to one lesbian’s blog and merely checked out who they were following. They looked for anything that had “lesbian, dyke, female, vulva” and threw them down on the list. I don’t follow any transphobic women, but seeing as the definition of transphobia is “gender critical and won’t sleep with penis-havers” we’re all guilty as charged. We can’t even fight the title “twef” because the term was specifically made to criminalize us and our lived experiences. 

if anyone ever asked me why im falling so hard for you i would say it is your smile, your hands, and oh god that face.
those eyes of yours transport me to another place.
tall body
broad shoulders
its a sight to beholder.
the way we argue in verse is something that cant be rehearsed.​ it all comes naturally with us, my feelings for you go far beyond lust.
We argue like we’re married,
fight like we’re children, and
look at eachother like we’re in love,
you seem to fit me like a glove.
we laugh like old friends,
acting like i dont enjoy it is something i cant pretend.
every litte thing you do makes me swoon. you look at me and i melt, you touch me and im flustered, we talk and im whole, and when you smile its like im gazing at gold.
youre my 10:15 wishes,
11:00pm dreams,
my 3:am thoughts
you drive me crazy, im ripping at my seams.
there are thoughts of you i wanna pursue,
but im holding back until you want me to.
—  M.S

“Otherkin doesn’t help with mental illness”
Sometimes I get so anxious and paranoid I feel like I’m going to be murdered but then I remember that I’m a ghost, I can’t be killed. I’ll be okay.
And sometimes I get stuck on little things like not stepping on the cracks in the sidewalk or having every app on my phone closed before I turn it off but then I remember that I am a monster, I am imperfect and that’s what makes me who I am. It will be okay.
“Otherkin isn’t a healthy coping mechanism”
Sometimes I worry that all my loved ones really don’t love me, that they don’t care about me at all but then I remember that I am a Sylveon, I evolve through love. There will always be someone who loves me. I will be okay.
“Being a system is delusional and will make you worse”
Sometimes we feel so utterly alone in the world we want to die, but we will never be alone. We have each other and that makes us feel better. We will be okay.

American democracy is not about billionaires being able to buy candidates and elections. It is not about the Koch brothers, Sheldon Adelson and other incredibly wealthy individuals spending billions of dollars to elect candidates who will make the rich richer and everyone else poorer. According to media reports the Koch brothers alone, one family, will spend more money in this election cycle than either the Democratic or Republican parties. This is not democracy. This is oligarchy. In Vermont and at our town meetings we know what American democracy is supposed to be about. It is one person, one vote — with every citizen having an equal say — and no voter suppression. And that’s the kind of American political system we have to fight for and will fight for in this campaign.

why do countries even fight each other we’re all just living on the same dumb little planet and we could be co-operating and making scientific discoveries and saving the environment and learning about each other but instead we’re throwing our own people at each other armed with guns and hoping we win in whatever we’re fighting about this time

maimaichacha asked:

How about numbers 14 and 20 for Jongin?

Kai (EXO), 14 & 20 (first kiss & breaking the rules)

Jongin glowers at you from across the table.  You nibble on your toast daintily and focus all your energy into ignoring him.  

“Children, children,” comes the placating voice of the Slytherin prefect Jongdae, “What are we fighting about today?”  

“We’re not fighting,” comes the unanimous answer.  

Jongdae isn’t an idiot, and neither is half the house.  “Well whatever it is, sort it out before the match.  You two look like you’re going to murder each other.”  There’s a game in less than two hours (Slytherin vs. Hufflepuff), and it would be bad form for the co-captains of the house team to self-sabotage any chance of winning the cup this year.  

You catch Jongin’s eye and scoff, “I’m not the one being childish.”  

His face grows red.  “You poured my last vial of felix felicis into the damn sink,” he snarled.  “Do you have any idea how much that shit costs?!”  

“I don’t care,” you deadpan.  “It’s illegal to use before sporting events.”  

“I wasn’t even going to use it before the game!” he explodes, and a third-year vanishes her transfiguration homework when she jumps.  “Like I would even need it for today’s match.  You just butt into everyone else’s business and jump to conclusions, as per fucking usual.”  

You shoot him a stern glare.  “Don’t underestimate Hufflepuff.  They knocked out Ravenclaw this year-”  

“Spare me,” he groans, cutting you off and standing up to leave.  “I want an apology- no, I deserve an apology for the unlawful destruction of private property.  And I want it in writing.”  

“Dream on,” you sneer, and he has the nerve to laugh at you.  

“Write it, or I throw the match.”  

Your jaw clenches.  “You wouldn’t.”  

“I would.  Isn’t the scout from the Tornadoes going to be here today?  I hear that’s the team you want to fly for.”  Jongin can get nasty when he wants to, and you loathe him more than you’ve loathed anyone else in your life.  

You raise your wand and bang out a letter in no time flat, but he burns it without reading it.  

“Do it the muggle way.”  You hate him.  

“Fine,” you struggle, fishing out your quill and glaring at him through your bangs.  “I’ll write you your damn letter.  But if you throw the game, I swear on Merlin’s third nipple I will end you.”  

He shrugs, smiling in victory as he leaves you to scratch out letters forming words forming insincere sentences.  You hand him your masterpiece after the both of you are changed, and he hums in approval.  Jongin stuffs it in his locker with all the care of a troll.  

“Okay, now time for my real apology.”  

You look at him flabbergasted.  You had just spent the better part of your morning handwriting him an apology instead of chowing down, and he had the nerve….

“I was saving that bottle for after we won,” Jongin admits, eyes darkening with purpose.  “I was saving it so that after we won, I’d know what to say to you to ask you out properly.  But since that plan is nixed, I think I need a real apology.”  

Well.  This is entirely unexpected.  You clear your throat, mind working fast to process the bomb he drops on your lap right before the game that could determine your future.  

With a sharp intake of breath, you press a quick kiss on his lips, much to his satisfaction.  “You’re terrible,” you breathe, face heating up despite the chasteness of the kiss.  

“Apology accepted,” he dimples, because when Jongin smiles for real, he dimples.  

No one is surprised when he gathers you in his arms and kisses you for real in front of the whole school after Slytherin wins the match.  (”What do you mean they just started going out?” asks a confused Chanyeol at the after party.  “I thought they were dating since fifth year.”)  

anonymous asked:

i bet we could get clytemnestra on board if we decide to fight agamemnon. we'd totally win.

i mean, she DID already win a kind of fight against him once

anonymous asked:

I'm new to Islam and I used to party and engage in sex etc. sometime I have these sex urges but I'm not married what shall I do?

Assalamu Alaikum,

If it’s difficult to control your sexual desire then fast or try to eat less and don’t over eat.

Abdullaah ibn Mas’ood said, “We were with the Prophet while we were young and had no wealthwhatsoever. So Allaah’s Messenger said, “O young people! Whoever among you can marry, should marry, because it helps him lower his gaze and guard his modesty (i.e. his private parts from committing illegal sexual intercourse etc.), and whoever is not able to marry, should fast, as fasting diminishes his sexual power.” Bukhari:5066.

Our eman is not constant. So when we have stronger connection with Allah Subhanahu wa ta’ala, it’s easier for us to fight with the desires and whispers of shaitan but when we have weak connection, it become difficult to fight. So we should strive to get closer to Allah Subhanahu wa ta’ala.

Temptation will always be there, throughout our life. But we have to abstain from the temptation. When you think about the desires and it gives you joy. The first thing you have to do is to repel that thought, before it becomes an action. Try to distract yourself, do something read books, talk to your family or anything that may help you to get distract from the thought. If you keep thinking about it, it will become a stronger desire and it may happen you may end in doing sin.

Following are some tips that will help you to reduce sin in shaa Allah

1.      Fix your prayers.

Indeed, prayer prohibits immorality and wrongdoing, and the remembrance of Allah is greater. And Allah knows that which you do. (Surat Al-`Ankabūt 29:45)

2.      Being God conscious, always keep in mind that whatever we do, we have to be accountable to Allah Subhanahu wa Ta’ala and He’s watching us all the time.

3.      When you get tempted to do sin think of the death because it is the cutter of delights.

The Messenger of Allah (Peace be upon him) said:“Remember often the destroyer and cutter off of delights, which is death.” (Sunnan Trimidhi:2229)

4.    Have friends that remind you of Allah Subhanahu wa Ta’ala not those whose company makes you forget Allah Subhanahu wa Ta’ala.

5.    Strive to get closer to Allah Subhanahu wa ta’ala. When our connection is stronger with Allah Subhanahu wa ta’ala it will be easy for us to fight with the desires.

6.    When you get tempted think of the following things:

·         Allah is watching you

·         Angels are recording your deeds

·         Punishment of the grave

·         You have to answer on the day of Judgement

Here are some tips to get closer to Allah Subhanahu wa Ta’ala that will help you in shaa Allah.

1.If we want to get closer to Allah Subhanahu wa Ta’ala, we have to fulfill our obligatory duties and follows the command of Allah Subhanahu wa Ta’ala and his messenger (peace be upon him) wholeheartedly.

2.Being God conscious, always keep in mind that whatever we do, we have to be accountable to Allah Subhanahu wa Ta’ala and He’s watching us all the time.

3.Whenever we do a good work, always make the intention that you are doing this to please Allah Subhanahu wa Ta’ala.

4.Be thankful to Allah Subhanahu wa ta’ala in every situation and be happy with the Allah decree.

5.Try to do dhikr all the time, it will make us closer to Allah Subhanahu wa Ta’ala.

Following are some dhikr that we can do all the time:

1.  Asthaghfirullah

2.  Subhaanallah

3. Alhamdulillah

4. Allahu Akbar

5. Laa ilaaha illallah

6. LA HAWLA WA LA QUWWATA ILLA BILLAH-HIL ALIYYIL ADHEEM

7. Asthaghfirullah-halladhee Laa ilaaha illa-huwal Hayyul Qayyuumu Wa athoobu Ilay

Or Asthaghfirullah

8. SUB-HAAN’ALLAAHi WA BI-HAM’DIHI SUB-HAAN’ALLAH-IL ADHEEM

Or SUB-HAAN’ALLAAHi WA BI-HAM’DIHI

9. Subhāna-llāhi, wa-l-hamdu li-llāhi, wa lā ilāha illā-llāhu, wa-llāhu akbar. Wa lā hawla wa lā quwwata illā bi-llāhi-l-aliyyi-l-azīm

10. Lā ilāha illā-llāhu waḥdahu lā sharīka lahu lahu-l-mulku wa lahu-l-ḥamdu yuhyi wa yumītu wa huwa ḥayyu-llā yamūtu abadan abada, ḏū-l-jalāli wa-l-ikrām, biyadihi-l-khayr, wa huwa alā kulli Shay-in qadīr

Or

Laa ilaaha illal-laahu wahdahu laa shareeka lahu, lahul-mulku wa lahul-hamdu wa huwa ‘alaa kulli shay-in qadeer

We should also recite much of durood e Ibrahim which is the durood that is recited towards the end of Salaah.

Or the shortest durood is: Sallallahu Alayhi Wasallim

6. Dua and Repentence:

Almighty Allah says in the Qur’an: “When my servants ask you concerning me, (tell them) I am indeed close (to them). I listen to the prayer of every suppliant when he calls on me.“ [2:186]

The place of Dua is so high in front of Allah, that the Prophet (Sallallahu Alayhi Wasallim) has said: ”Nothing is more honourable to Allah the Most High than Dua.”[Sahih al-Jami` no.5268].

Allah loves repentance & loves those who turn to him in sincere repentance:

Truly Allah loves those who turn [to Him] in repentance… (Qur’an 2:222)

Narrated ‘Ubaadah that the Messenger of Allah said, “Whoever seeks forgiveness for the believing men and believing women, Allah will write for him a good deed for EACH believing man and believing woman.” (Tabarrani)

Subhanallah this deed can be done in EVERY dua and can you imagine how many rewards can be gained for each and every Muslim you make dua for from Adam alayhis ‘salam until now and the last Muslim on earth. This is the easiest way to earn rewards that go into the billions and the more you make these dua’s then the more your good deed account will get filled!

Ask Allah for the help and try to do dhikr all the time, it will help you in shaa Allah. Recite Astaghfirullah, Durood Shareef and kalma as often you can. Desire will always be there, nafs and shaitan is our enemy and this battle will continue till our last breath. On our shortcomings we should repent to Allah Subhanahu wa Ta’ala sincerely. He is the most forgiving and merciful.

I hope it will be helpful. May Allah guide us to the straight path.

Ameen

CHARLES THEORY

THE DOLLS. We’ve learned that the dolls in the show stand for real people. In the halloween episodes, we see twin girls fighting over their dolls. What if the twins are actually representing Jason and Charles, who played with their “doll” who stands for Alison. However, when she was about 3 and half, and they were 8 (EXACTLY HOW OLD THE FIGHTING TWIN GIRLS LOOK) Charles played too roughly and broke Ali’s arm.

RADLEY. Her parents were too worried for her safety, and sent him to Radley. Ali was too young to remember he was her brother, and this is why we have evidence of Jason visiting Radley. Before his new adoption, Jessica joined the board to stay close to her son, until she met Bethany’s father. They had an affair. One night, Marion saw it happen and told Bethany. Enraged, Bethany pushed her off of the roof.

THAT NIGHT. Charles, who had been close with Bethany, helped her escape. Bethany wanted revenge for the affair, and so she hit Ali over the head with the rock. Charles didn’t know she was planning on doing this, and he freaked out, then killed Bethany. Melissa sees “Ali” dead and, thinking Spencer killed her, tries to protect her and buried Bethany (thinking she was Ali.)

THE DOLLHOUSE. Charles became obsessed with Ali after her “death” and stalked her friends. He kidnapped Sara, who resembled Ali, as a replacement. When Sara wasn’t up to his standards, he kidnapped Mona and forced her to be Allison. Then, he, in his twisted mind, thought he was saving the girls from prison when he kidnapped them and brought them to his dollhouse, which he customized to make them feel at home. However Mona wasn’t the real Ali, so he lured her there to have the dolls all together at last.

A Sun-Savvy Beauty Guide

We have, admittedly, a sun-worshiping streak… >

A Sun-Savvy Beauty Guide

We have, admittedly, a sun-worshiping streak. After months indoors, we simply can’t resist spending some serious quality time with our long-lost BFF. But as much as we love those summer rays – so much – this time of year can be tricky for skin care. Not to mention makeup. And are we the only ones fighting frizzies? Before hitting the beach and settling in at the ballpark, we checked in with Kat S., Anthropologie makeup artist extraordinaire, for some best beauty practices.

First on Kat’s list? Sunblock – and not just any old sunblock. “If you’re going to put in the effort to protect your skin from the sun, make sure you do it the right way,” she says. “With sunblock, you always want a product with a high level of zinc oxide.” After applying generously, add a floppy sun hat for bathing beauty bonus points.

There’s nothing summery about smudges: think minimal when it comes to makeup. “Keep it light, fresh and natural,” says Kat, who recommends nothing more than a tinted lip balm and a swipe of mascara.

As for those temperamental tresses, a little dab of pomade works wonders on a humid afternoon.

Ideally, there would be no sunburn of which to speak. But if your skin is a touch tender, reach for your grandmother’s trusty, tried-and-true remedy: aloe. “It has really good soothing and hydrating properties,” says Kat.

We get it – everyone wants to look sun-kissed. After all, how else will your coworkers know about that weekend getaway? Fortunately, there’s no need to get beach bummed. Come Monday, Kat recommends applying a bronzer where the rays naturally hit your face – the forehead, cheekbones and bridge of the nose – and glow on all week.

Stock your summer beauty kit, right this way.
me not her


I don’t love like her. 
I don’t pray like her. 
I don’t encourage like her. 
I don’t write like her. 
I don’t give like her. 
I don’t laugh like her. 
I don’t receive like her. 
I don’t speak like her. 
I don’t understand like her. 

I am not her. She is she. I am me. Every single day, that will not change. And that is okay.

We often miss that. We fight to be less like us and more like them. I think we miss all the beauty in who we are. We preach individualism while we live to be like her, or him, or them. 

I know I have. I spent most of my life trying to be like her - whoever her may have been or currently is. It changed as I grew. Surprisingly, it was never someone famous. I never wanted to be them. I wanted to be the ordinary girl who changed the world behind the scenes. I wanted to be the quiet girl who never turned down a new friend. I wanted to be the encourager that never needed to be fixed. I wanted to be the girl who loved so well that doubt never existed. I wanted to be all the graceful and simple, extraordinary, perfection I saw in her.

Sometimes it’s healthy to look to another for inspiration and encouragement. What is not healthy is trying to abandon who we are to take on all that they are. We see them, and suddenly we no longer wish to see who we are. We slowly lose ourselves as we dive so deep into who they are. Then, we slowly begin to lose the person we sought so deeply for. 

Look at it this way…

When we get so lost in who they are, our vision of who they truly are becomes distorted. We have focused so much on what we saw in them that was not in us, that now, all we see of them is just that - the painted picture of what we desperately sought to be. They are no longer a human being to us. They are a desire of who we wish we were. They are no longer a living being, but a goal we wish to accomplish. It’s destructive on both ends. We are not loving them as they are, but as who we want them to be, and ultimately who we want ourselves to be. And we are not loving ourselves as we are, but as someone, anything else. 

Where do we find ourselves after all of this? Exhausted. Destroyed. Humiliated. Let down. Abandoned. Hopeless. Unworthy. We make it back home, and suddenly we realize we don’t even know who we are anymore. We don’t even know who we were before. We can’t go back. We can’t erase all the shame we put on ourselves, all the guilt we put on our souls. 

We can only move forward. We can only get to know ourselves all over again. Learning to love all the little broken edges. Learning to be us, and not her. Learning to see the worth that is firing through our veins. Learning to accept the beauty that is in you AND her, just as you both are and will always be. We’ve got to find that again. We’ve got to find ourselves, our love, our grace, our joy, our courage, our beauty, and every little piece of who we are - we’ve got to find it again, us again.

You are someone worth being - so be you.