and you thought

I look at you and I see years

the past twenty three
all that you have experienced
all of the small pieces that make you who you are

the next twenty three
all of the adventures that you will have
the concerts, weekends, meals, homes, children
and I am with you
I am with you in the next twenty three

—  m. a.
What goes on behind those swerving eyes
And fast mind
Do you think of all of those you have half- loved
And Tore apart
Simply to get a glimpse of their light
That you will never have
—  E.M
  • Kylo Ren: I want that droid.
  • Also Kylo Ren: By the grace of your training, I will not be seduced.
  • Kylo Ren: *not even 20 mins later does not give af about the important droid he was supposed to be looking for in the first place and proceeds to ignore the two stormtoopers who were right there ready to take orders, and by himself bridal carries a girl he just met in the middle of a battlefield.*

Edward sits quietly, the newspaper open before him. He is intently staring at the crossword page.

“Ed,” you say, “What are you doing?”
“The crossword,” he murmurs, “What does it look like?”
“Don’t you need a pen to do that?” you ask.

He sighs, looks up at you, mouths “No”, and returns to the page.

i really hope that no one takes any of these posts as me “attacking” their ships or whatever!

let me also re-clarify, this has NOTHING to do with me shipping mcpriceley. not one bit.

i just really need to put it out there that 2 males can be friends without you guys having to turn it into a gay relationship. it’s also really important that we have this kind of representation of friendship so that it kills the whole “dudes bein nice and supportive of each other is gay” thing.

I understand wanting more representation of the LGBT+ community in media. But let’s also not wash away this CANON, safe, pure, NON-ABUSIVE, NOT SEXUALIZED (unless you wanna count baptize me as sexual, but we know it’s all a joke) relationship between a Ugandan woman and a fat, nerdy, white boy.

Can we just appreciate that? For once? The only canon couple in this musical ended up being between a black woman and the nerdy sidekick. They could have easily made it the skinny, smart lead (Kevin Price) but instead made it Arnold. Who was never confident in himself and who was always used to being in the shadows.

That’s just. Important. Stop. Leaving. Nabalungi. Out. Of. This.

Let Kevin support his friend. Let Arnaba live on.

That’s all.

I’ve never been good at letting go.
Maybe that’s why I still have
one of your shirts that I hid
when you came to pack
your things once everything
was said and done.
I keep it hanging in the back of my closet for rainy days
when I miss you the most.
Hugging it close me to me,
surrounding myself in your scent.
Maybe I just wanted
one last thing to hold onto
that makes me feel close to you.
I’ve never been good at letting go.
Maybe that makes me weak,
still having a little piece of you.
But if I can’t have you,
this is the next best thing
for cold lonely nights.
Mending my broken pieces,
even its for a few short lived moments.
—  rainy days || melindacarolinee
Only You | 6

Overview: It’s junior year and Riley’s best friend develops a crush on her first love, Lucas. Not wanting to stand in between them she lies and says she’s okay with them being together. As it turns out, Lucas has an older trouble making brother that none of his friends knew about. One that just so happens to take an interest in Riley.
Author’s Notes: In this AU, the triangle never happened and Farkle never outed Riley’s true feelings. [Italics indicate flashbacks.]
Previous Chapters: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5
Chapter Six: “It’s My Party & I’ll Cry If I Want To”
Word Count: 3,256

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Riley sat at her vanity, running her flat iron over her long dark locks. Although her mind was elsewhere she tried to put on her best celebratory face. Her parents still thought she was in the dark about her party and tried to sell her on “going out to dinner” but of course they first had to stop by Topanga’s.  

She thought when she woke up this morning she’d feel different. Not just older but happy. Aside from senior prom, her 18th birthday is the one thing she’s been looking forward to since her first day of high school. And now that it was here everything was different. She looked at herself in the mirror and didn’t recognize her reflection.

It wasn’t just the makeup or change of clothes, it was the person looking back at her. She felt, like she was on the outside looking in. She thought maybe this was normal. She had been one way all her life and then suddenly she changed and nothing made sense anymore. Could someone really change that much in such a short amount of time? Or was she just pretending? Pretending not to care, pretending she wasn’t hurting or worried. As she applied her mascara she realized only time would tell.

“Riley?” Topanga’s voice pulls her out of her thoughts. Her mom smiles softly as she stands in the doorway of her bedroom. “You ready?”

“Oh, yeah.” Riley nods, standing to her feet. Her mom raises her eyebrows, looking her daughter up and down. She wasn’t used to seeing Riley so grown up. Just this summer she was wearing denim overalls and flouncy skirts covered in flowers. The young woman before her was wearing a strapless figure hugging black dress and strappy heels. And even though she looked beautiful there was a sadness in her eyes.

“Honey, is everything okay?” Topanga walks further in her bedroom. “You seem…different lately. Is this about, you know, Maya and Lu–.”

“Mom, no.” She cuts her off before she has the chance to finish her sentence. “I’m fine. Just feeling a little bittersweet about turning 18… I thought I’d have things figured out by now.”

Topanga chuckles softly, running her hand through the ends of Riley’s hair. “You have all the time in the world to figure things out. Just do me a favor and don’t grow up so quickly.” Riley smiles, leaning in to give her a hug.  

“I’ll do my best.”

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conspiracy theory: takk for nå

• when julie andem announced season 4 she said: we won’t be making another season this fall. so far new seasons of skam came out in spring and fall. even then i said that this might mean that skam is not ending, but there’s a few other things that made me think skam may continue at one point (perhaps spring 2018)
• takk for nå - thank you for now - FOR NOW?
• in a recent interview ina svenningdal said: “we all need a little break”.
• 2018 is russ year for the girl/boy squad!

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Last night my mom told me how my kindergarten teacher once called her and told her that during story time or w/e I’d go around and it in people’s laps or lay my head down on people regardless of gender or anything (this was brought up cause my mom was talking to me about me being bi)
I was like the class pet. And she told my mom to teach me about boundaries and my mom was like why? And then my mom told me “that’s when I knew you’d always march to the beat of your own drum”
And I was like no she’s right you probably should have taught me about boundaries.
She then reminded me one time in pre school for show and tell all I did was bring in a cup of orange juice and drink it in front of everyone

Someday

a young girl went crying into her room

over a stupid thing somebody said

they laughed at her because she was different

ironically, they were too


she grew older and taller and still they jeered

because she was unique

she blamed herself because nobody else could truly feel her grief


so one day, she asked her mom

what is it, what’s so wrong

about me that causes me to feel as if I don’t belong?


the mom closed her fingers around

her daughter’s shoulders

and felt the pain inside.


“When I look at you, do you know what I see?”

“no” the daughter replied

“When I look at you, I don’t see color, gender, or size.

What I see when I look at you

are all the wonderful things that you can do.


I see cities raised from deserts,

I see lives yet to be saved,

I see worlds you will someday create,

And roads that need to be paved.


I see smiles on lips and joy in hearts,

and songs that will one day be sung.

I see sunny days and getaways

and darling, these are only some. 


I see a future that only you can create, 

so, who cares what they think?

For when I look at you, I see the countless things that you will someday do.

i dont know how or why i got here but thank you guys so much!!!

like OMFG just over 900 followers! 900!!! never did i ever think i would get this far on this art blog i remember getting my first 50 and nearly exploding.

Whether you followed my when all i have to give was pencil sketches wayyy back to now  i love and appreciate all of you, im so greatful to have so many amazing followers who give so much love and support i would die for you guys and honestly you are all the reason im still drawing today and the reason im going to keep going! 

i know this sounds cheesy af but i do love you guys you are all my friends no matter what. HAVE AN AWESOME DAY!!!!! 💖💖💖💖💖💖💖