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           Welcome to the circus!
Let the leaders lead, preachers preach,
          Welcome to the service.

                     Close the curtains on ‘em if they’re actin’ like they never heard us.
                           See we do this for a purpose just to keep that fire burnin’!
                           And we don’t need no water let that mother-mother-burn,
                                    Play your trumpet let the people go berserk!

                         The bass and the tweeters make the speakers go to war!
                           Ah, the mighty trumpet brings the freaks out to the floor!

Written by Peach ! 

me and mihara r discussing bts after bts and yoongi will b living out his dreams in isolation on his cabbage farm which jungkook visits occasionally and hobi lives next door n picks yoongis cabbages and rapmon n jin will b livin it up together sleepin and eating all day…. tae actin n shit…. jimin as a variety host who makes flop music bc he is old n senile…

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i can’t believe i stan him TT

anonymous asked:

I don't know why ur actin up for attention. You're okay as a writer, but there are much better ones in the fandom who have far less recognition

You see. It all started when father returned from the war. He had never been an affectionate man, as much as I can recall. But after the war, the small nods and brief glances from him that I had grown to look forward to had disappeared.

He was quick to anger and quicker to drink. Sometimes I’d awaken in the middle of the night to find him standing in the middle of the quiet farm, bathed in moonlight and despondent. His eyes would be fixated on the moon and stars, unblinking.

“Papa,” I’d call to him, “you’re scaring me…”

Of course, he didn’t respond. He never did. Somehow, his silence instilled more fear than his anger. The eerie quiet when I wished so badly to know what he was imagining.

The chores on the farm soon fell on my shoulders, as my mother came down with a chest cold that never seemed to go away. Some days were worse than others for her. I remember running to fetch the doctor in the middle of the night when she couldn’t keep from coughing. Walking through the old wooden thresh hold he greeted my father, who sat unblinking once again in his rocker with the usual bottle of liquor in his calloused hand. The light from the candles flickered, showing glimpses of his eyes which were wide with madness.

Seeing now the state he was in, the doctor simply tipped his cap and tended to my ailing mother. And soon after that, the talk around town began. Not so quiet whispers accompanied by piercing eyes when I made my way into town to fetch mothers tonic or liquor for papa.

My trips became less and less frequent. Not only because I couldn’t handle the gossip, but it seemed papa would do something drastic every time I left. One day I found him in the coop snapping the necks of the chickens inside, feathers flying everywhere as the few remaining tried to escape his grasp.

“Papa! No!” I screamed for him to stop.

He dropped to his knees with shaking hands. It was the first time he had spoken to me in what seemed like years. His voice was more hoarse than I remembered.

“I’m…sorry,” he spoke through tears.

Heavy with the shame of what he had done, he dragged himself off as I took care of the mess and contemplated how we would get our eggs now. I didn’t see papa again until that night. He came stumbling inside near dawn, crashing around our old farm house in his usual drunken stuper and calling for my grandmother, who had passed some time ago.

Why am I seeking attention? Who knows…but reading this message I think back to those chickens and their snapped necks. Who can say why, but perhaps I am jealous of them a bit. For at least, even in a brief moment before their deaths, they felt my fathers touch. Something I never had.

“Much better writers with far less recognition?” I chuckled and inched closer to you.

When the fandom approached me, asking me to hand-choose which followers went to which blogs I was shocked, but proudly took on the task. Just as I had taken on the burden of my families farm, I would also carry out this task to the best of my ability.

I moved my lips closer to your ear, letting them ghost over the skin as my fingers delicately tucked your hair to the side. My warm breath was seeping into your pores as you waited for me to respond.

“I know,” I whispered so softly, “now unfollow me, bitch.”

3D organization of actin filament-based stress fibers at the leading edge of a crawling osteosarcoma cell. This cell was imaged using a super-resolution imaging technique called structured illumination microscopy which yields double the resolution of conventional fluorescent imaging techniques and reveals the 3D structure even in this very flat structure. The Z-positions of actin filaments are color-coded using the rainbow (red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple) with red representing structures closest to the growth surface and purple at 2.5 microns above the surface. Image : Burnette Lab.

Dear Ankh Niggas

1. All black women are goddesses…not just the ones you deem acceptable. 
2. Egypt is not the only country in Africa
3. Not all black people descended from royalty…dat don’t make us any less glorious tho.

MBTI Types as Enzymes (and Proteins)

ISFJ - Ferritin, stores iron in red blood cells to help maintain eurythropoiesis

ESFJ - G-actin, makes up the cytoskeleton and gives support to the cell

ISTJ - Centriole, required in the process of mitosis

ISTP - Autolysin, breaks down tissue from where it was produced and therefore preparing cell for mitosis (specific to bacteria)

ESTP - Myosin, transports vesicles through the cytoskeleton

ISFP - DNA polymerase II, replicates and repairs DNA in prokaryotes

ESFP - Pol α, essential to the replication of DNA in eukaryotes

ESTJ - Hemoglobin, what facillitates the transport of O2 to cells for cellular respiration

ENTJ - aPKC, an enzyme that directs what type of cell a stem cell should differentiate into.

INTJ - NgAgo, an enzyme capable of editing the genome of any given organism

INTP - Mst3b, important to the regeneration of axons and other nerve fibers

ENTP - Phytase, breaks down phytic acid into minerals for the body to use (doesn’t actually digest food)

INFJ - Sucrase, the enzyme that breaks down complex sugars

INFP - Insulin, important to maintaining cellular respiration by facillitating transport of glucose through cell membranes

ENFJ - Nmnat, an enzyme important to the maintenance of nerve fibers and neuroprotection

ENFP - Pectinase, breaks down pectin from fruit