and hold your head up high

Height Differences

A/N: [KICKS DOWN YOUR DOOR, LAPTOP FUMBLING] HELLO I HAVE ARRIVED WITH TEASY LER SANS TO FILL YOUR SINFUL DESIRES
Des: Sans knows all of your weaknesses. All of them. What kind of skeleton would he be to not exploit those weaknesses? (Romantic Reader Insert)
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“You know, just because you’re a little bit taller than me, doesn’t mean you can push me around like this.” Sans grumbled, hopping up and down. You grinned, holding the remote high above your head. 

“Of course it does,” You snickered, bringing the remote down a little bit, just to be a tease. “The taller one gets the most rights.”

“You’re what’s wrong with our country.” 

You threw your head back, laughter pouring from your lips. “Calm down, shorty.”

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  • Hufflepuff aesthetic:sitting after a long day; pulling your blanket back on when it falls off in the night; broken cinnamon sticks; jumpers that are too big; putting on warm socks; your pet resting their head on your lap; butterfly kisses; extra creamy hot chocolate; humming in the morning;
  • Gryffindor aesthetic:being breathless after running; spinning fast on office chairs; untying your hair; having dirty feet; finishing big breakfast; holding hands; fire crackling; having red lips from berries; burning the tips of your fingers on hot drinks; brushing your hands through fur;
  • Slytherin aesthetic:making perfect paper creases; sucking on ice; rooms with high ceilings; looking up at the stars; getting up for a drink of water at night; brushing your hair behind your ears; heels clicking on polished floors; dancing home alone; driving fast; jumping high on trampolines; charcoal on fingers; blasting music on headphones; being light-headed after a sleep in;
  • Ravenclaw aesthetic:covering your eyes with your hair; cold wind on your face; brushed teeth; finishing a long book series; wearing extravagant clothes at home for no reason; sipping lemonade through straws; multi-tasking; hot showers; staying up late; quiet music; the taste of mint; perfectly sharpened pencils;

HEY! HEY YOU! YEAH YOU! IF YOU ARE READING THIS THEN YOU ARE A WONDERFUL PERSON. IF YOU ARE GOING THROUGH A HARD TIME RIGHT NOW IT GETS BETTER. HOLD YOUR BEAUTIFUL HEAD UP HIGH BECAUSE YOU DESERVE ALL THE GOOD THINGS IN LIFE.

tips for confidence

hey everyone ! the title speaks for itself, this is a post on how to be more confident. (i will try not to make this personal but who knows)

i. have a playlist that makes you feel badass. this is the easiest tip i know. when you feel horrible, blast that badass playlist. feel the fire in your bones. lose yourself to the power in the music. i have a few playlists h e r e if you want to check them out for inspiration or whatnot.
ii. posture is everything. hold your head up high. this is so hard sometimes, i know, trust me. sometimes you want to curl in a ball and disappear. but if you want to look confident, want to be confident, you need to hold your head up and straighten your back and walk like you mean business.
iii. know yourself. know your flaws. know your strengths. know what your limitations. honestly, this is so hard for someone with a personality disorder or someone who is neurodivergent or anyone actually. but knowing what you can do, sitting down and thinking hard, is incredibly helpful.
iv. make a list of what you know you can do. you can breathe, you can blink, you can kill a man, it doesn’t matter what is on the list as long as you can do it. it can be hard or easy. it can be something everyone can do or only people of your culture can do or something only you know how to do. trust me, there is something you can do. now look at all the crap you can do ! look at you ! hell yeah you can do stuff !
v. now make a list of what you can’t do/ haven’t been able to do yet. maybe it’s riding a bike, maybe it’s scoring a 5 on your ap test, maybe it’s kissing that cute girl in your math class i don’t care. it can be something everyone can do or something no one can do or a small task or a hard task. highlight what you want to learn to do or want to do. how will you do it? if you ever end up doing the thing, move it onto the list of things you can do. woohoo ! you did something hell yeah ! be confident, look at you accomplishing stuff ! smile, babe.
vi. maybe make another list for your flaws, also highlighting what you want to change. strive to make those changes. you can become a good person, you can become a better person. people change. that’s okay. look at you improving as a person. high five !
vii. breathe. do it. in through your nose. out through your mouth. now go back to that point about posture. straighten your back, lift your head up, breathe again.
viii. fake it til you make it. confidence is not easy. pretend to be confident through my tips or someone elses or do whatever you want actually just pretend to be confident. keep on doing this everyday. you will become confident eventually trust me.
ix. treat yourself sometimes. working yourself until you pass out isn’t really a confidence booster. sometimes, you need to care for yourself. it will make you feel better. hell yeah your skin smells like cocoa butter ! hell yeah you look cute asf ! you are worth it. show yourself that sometimes, okay ?

that’s all for now ! have a lovely day ily <3

Don’t look up, my love, there’s no war here. The girl on the train works with the peace corps and hanging right next to her backpack is bright pink mace.

Close your eyes when you get home, carry your mother’s best knife with you into the shower. Hold it in your shaky palm. Wait for your family to get home, keep it where you can get it, have it pointed in front of you like the prow of a ship. Cleave the air, wait for the moment when out of the closet or under the bed a man will grab you and use your empty house as an invitation, as asking for it.

Lock your car. Check the backseat before getting in. Don’t sit too long in parking lots. Don’t break down on the side of the road. Don’t get in a vehicle with people you don’t know. Don’t stand up straight, don’t hold your head up high. Don’t cry where someone could see.

Have 911 pre-dialed. Carry a pocket knife the way your brother does. He plays with his because he is a boy scout and he might have to use it. Yours is a weight and you are terrified for the day you will have to use it. Don’t panic when men stand too close to you, don’t breathe too deep, don’t look them in the eye - but don’t look weak, don’t look vulnerable, don’t show that you’re scared, but be scared.

Don’t marry him if he’s mean to his mother, if he’s mean to dogs, if he’s mean to waiters. It’s your fault if he is cruel, you should have seen it coming. Don’t kiss him if you’re drunk and not looking to follow up. Don’t give him the wrong idea. Don’t love him, it’s clingy. Don’t spurn him, it’s heartbreaking.

Let him catcall you from the safety of his four-wheel drive, don’t flip him off. Think about the girls that have died on the edge of the road. Let him trail slowly behind you so that the crunch of his tires matches the grind of your teeth. Get inside whatever building you can find. Hope the car doesn’t loop back around and follow you later. Sooner or later, one of the cars is going to loop back around and follow you later.

Don’t call yourself a feminist, you will become sick of explaining that you don’t hate men. Don’t call yourself a feminist, it’s seen as an attack. Don’t call yourself a feminist, you will hear more slurs against your person than if you had said you wanted to kill the president. Don’t call yourself a feminist, it’s dangerous to want something for yourself. Don’t call yourself a feminist. Hold fast to the idea that girls of all shapes and sizes and colors and bodies deserve the same things as everyone else, fight for it quietly - but don’t call yourself a feminist.

Don’t be like other girls, whatever that means. Don’t be one of those plastic girls. Don’t be one of those gamer girls. Don’t be one of those band geeks. Don’t be one of those hipsters. Don’t be one of those fangirls. If you can, don’t be.

Don’t look up. Don’t breathe. Don’t think. Don’t worry, my love, there’s no war here. It’s in some far-off distant country.

—  Nothing to see here (part one) /// r.i.d

Boyfriend!Michael rolling off of you after sex and holding his hand up in the air. You ask him what he’s doing and he says, “we were both so awesome, high five me.” You roll your eyes playfully, but smack your palm against his and peck his lips afterwards. You’re just pulling on a shirt over your head when Michael slaps your ass, making you yelp out. He smirks and walks past in all his naked glory, telling you to “hit the showers, kid. Good game.”

I want to say when I was little, like Maleficent, I was told I was different. And I felt out of place, too loud, too full of fire, never good at sitting still, never good at fitting in and then one day I realized something. Something I hope you all realize. Different is good! So, don’t fit in. Don’t sit still. Don’t ever try to do less than you are. When somebody tells you you’re different, smile and hold your head up high and be proud. And as you’re villain, I would also say — cause a little trouble. It’s good for you.
—  Angelina Jolie’s speech at the Kids’ Choice Awards (3/28/2015)
Laugh, even when you feel too sick or too worn out or tired.
Smile, even when you’re trying not to cry and the tears are blurring your vision.
Sing, even when people stare at you and tell you your voice is crappy.
Trust, even when your heart begs you not to.
Twirl, even when your mind makes no sense of what you see.
Frolick, even when you are made fun of. Kiss, even when others are watching. Sleep, even when you’re afraid of what the dreams might bring.
Run, even when it feels like you can’t run any more.
And, always, remember, even when the memories pinch your heart. Because the pain of all your experience is what makes you the person you are now. And without your experience—-you are an empty page, a blank notebook, a missing lyric. What makes you brave is your willingness to live through your terrible life and hold your head up high the next day. So don’t live life in fear. Because you are stronger now, after all the crap has happened, than you ever were back before it started.
—  Alysha Speer
Dark Skin Appreciation Day because,

No I’m not going to stay out of the sun bitch.
Because my kids will still be beautiful
Because the only retort people have is “ya black ass”….ok? And? LOL
Because, yes I’m dark and yes my hair nappy and I’m still a bad bitch 💁🏾
I don’t care about your “preference”
Because ain’t no competition baby girl 😏
Because they not laughing at me anymore. The glo up was REAL.
Because, hold your head high little black girl.
Because I do not come last.
Dark skin appreciation because just because.

Everything happens for a reason. Nothing happens by chance or by means of good luck. illness, injury, love, lost moments of true greatness and sheer stupidity, all occur to test the limits of your soul. Without these small tests, life would be like a smoothly paved, straight, flat road to nowhere. Safe and comfortable but dull and utterly pointless. Make every day count. Appreciate every moment, and take from it, everything that you possibly can, for you may never be able to experience it again. Talk to people you have never talked to before, and actually listen. Let yourself fall in love, break free, and set your sights high. Hold your head up because you have every right to. Tell yourself you are a great individual and believe in yourself, for if you don’t believe in yourself, no one else will believe in you.You can make of your life anything you wish. Create your own life and then go out and live it with absolutely NO REGRETS. Most importantly, if you love someone, tell them, for you never know what tomorrow may have in store. And learn a lesson in life each day you live.
Laugh, even when you feel too sick or too worn out or tired.
Smile, even when you’re trying not to cry and the tears are blurring your vision.
Sing, even when people stare at you and tell you your voice is crappy.
Trust, even when your heart begs you not to.
Twirl, even when your mind makes no sense of what you see.
Frolick, even when you are made fun of. Kiss, even when others are watching. Sleep, even when you’re afraid of what the dreams might bring.
Run, even when it feels like you can’t run any more.
And, always, remember, even when the memories pinch your heart. Because the pain of all your experience is what makes you the person you are now. And without your experience—-you are an empty page, a blank notebook, a missing lyric. What makes you brave is your willingness to live through your terrible life and hold your head up high the next day. So don’t live life in fear. Because you are stronger now, after all the crap has happened, than you ever were back before it started.
—  Alysha Speer