but it's really none of my business

*looks around the empty, abandoned tag that was once filled with fangirls*

*whispers* happy one-year anniversary of the troyler kiss. happy anniversary of all of our deaths. of the day we all lost our shit. i miss you guys. i miss our family. i’m sorry that i never converted. i’m sorry that i never moved on. i hope you’re all having fun in tronnor heaven.

*bows head, turns, and walks away.*

anonymous asked:

I think your look would be better if you didnt wear glasses. They just dont suit the victorian/gothic theme imo.

Pfft, are you kidding me? I’m so goth I’m blind as a bat!

honestly fat shaming is like… the most counter productive thing ever. not only is it none of anyone’s fucking business how the other person decides to live their life, but also, do ppl realize a lot of fat ppl (myself included) eat as a coping mechanism?? the #1 reason i’m overweight is bc whenever i feel isolated or stressed or not good enough i stuff my face until the feelings go away. like?? my dad is the biggest fat shamer in my life. he always makes me feel like shit for my weight, for eating the way i do, and what do i do after he tells me i’m fat and that i should start eating healthier? i go to steak and shake and eat 2000 calories worth of junk in one sitting because i feel worthless. whenever anyone makes a snide comment about how much i eat? guess what i’m doing later that day, getting a burrito. honestly 30% of the time i binge eat is due to someone making a shitty comment about my weight. fat shaming isn’t effective. fat shaming isolates the victim further. support everyone regardless of their weight if you truly care about their health and well-being like you claim to.

Please remember, before you buy any kind of exotic pet, that vet bills in western countries are insanely expensive, especially for animals that require a specialist (such as birds).
If you can’t afford to buy an animal on your current income, you likely won’t be able to afford the vet bills that may come with it, either. Please consider the animal’s well being, as well as your financial responsibility. Bringing home a pet while knowing you wouldn’t being to foot the bill if the animal becomes sick is not a responsible thing to do, and is a sign that you might not be getting the animal for the right reasons.

 Most people wouldn’t buy a house or a car if they knew they couldn’t afford the monthly expenses. A living animal deserves the same level (if not more) of consideration. They are a commitment.

 An alternate solution: a great pet for folks with a tight or uncertain budget are of the six and eight legged variety–please consider raising bugs if you want a pet but can’t afford vets. Praying mantis, millipedes, spiders, phasmids, etc are all excellent and rewarding animals to keep :D 

This organic food company is refusing to pay for employees' birth control

Just like Hobby Lobby, Eden Foods has sued the Obama administration, claiming its owner’s religious rights should trump employees’ rights to access contraception.

“I’ve got more interest in good quality long underwear than I have in birth control pills,” [Potter said.] …

I … asked why he said he didn’t care about birth control, since he filed a suit about it and all.

“Because I’m a man, number one and it’s really none of my business what women do,” Potter said. So, then, why bother suing? “Because I don’t care if the federal government is telling me to buy my employees Jack Daniel’s or birth control. What gives them the right to tell me that I have to do that? That’s my issue, that’s what I object to, and that’s the beginning and end of the story.” 

He doesn’t give a shit about birth control.  He is angry at the government so he is going to use his religion to screw over his employees and “stick it to the man”.  

Y'all fuck this.  

Why is it okay to pay for Viagra and penis pumps, but not my birth control?  

Again.  Fuck. This.  


That’s none of our business

The Trojan War & @wolfpupy tweets

Paris : it may have been a controversial decision but i dare any one who disagrees with me to go away and not talk to me about it

Helen : one of these days i will float up off into damn space and no one can stop me, not even gravity or nasa

Hector : the best way to solve problems is to create more problems until you are dead

Odysseus : instead of saying what you are all thinking i say what everyone would be thinking if they were as cerebrally intelligent as me

Achilles : im well aware that ive accidently set myself on fire and its none of your business. i dont need your pity water either. let me burn in peace

Patroclus : hey kids, i know youre struggling right now but im here to tell you, everything gets worse forever

Menelaus : everyone who died or was killed on my quest to get really good hair and fashion sense deserved it and i dont care

Agamemnon : i give a voice to the people that you can never hear from because i am talking so loudly over the top of whatever they are saying


So I guess today was the day when Perez Hilton(An asshole that has made a living bashing and bullying celebs on his blog) and Jennette McCurdy(Ariana’s former best friend and costar) decided to bash Ariana Grande for no reason. Basically Jennette has a new web show in which one of the characters are named “Gloriana” who is based off Ariana. The show is basically based on Jennettes life and throughout the show Jennette basically shades the fuck out of ariana. Its sad to see, seeing as Ariana moved on with her career while Jennette thinks bashing her former best friend is whats gonna make her relevant again… When Jennettes pics leak Ariana never blamed Jennette and always defended her and supported her so it makes you wonder who really was the “Fake” friend but as you all know…. Thats none of my business 🐸☕️

My Wife's Postpartum Body Is Beautiful
Let's be clear: My wife's body has changed because of pregnancy, but so what?

What did I say to my wife about how her body changed after she gave birth?

Absolutely nothing.

First of all, my wife’s postpartum body is really none of my damned business. Yeah, I’m her husband, but on the scale of important opinions, a husband’s view of his wife’s postpartum body is somewhere between that of a preteen sneering at a Picasso and my toddler’s desperation to be cuddled a fifth time before bed.

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Plus, it’s little-known fact that pregnancy rarely happens on its own, so I am directly responsible for the changes that have occurred. In other words, this is exactly what you signed up for. When you said, “Let’s have a baby!” you may have imagined your progeny taking the first step on Mars, discovering the cure for cancer, or leading the Minnesota Vikings to a Super Bowl title after an excruciating 54 years, but you were also saying:

“Hey, Lady, I’d like you to carry my child for 10 months. If we’re fortunate, this will produce a living child. However, this process will dramatically alter your neurotransmitter levels and lead to massive, permanent changes to your mind and personality, not to mention indelible changes to your body. Oh, you’ll also become a de facto dairy dispenser and gain enough weight to leapfrog four boxing weight classes.” And that doesn’t mention the most obvious symptoms of pregnancy itself, which, if you read off really quickly, would be enough to make most people think they just overheard the terrifying tail end for a new pharmaceutical ad: Pregnadon’t.

Why is everyone saying they miss the old Kylie and that she is fake? I literally can’t express how annoyed I feel when I read blogs on Tumblr bashing Kylie for being “fake”. People are calling her fake because she likes to wear extensions, plump her lips, over line her lips, wear a lot of makeup, contour her boobs, wear push up bras and dress the way she does… like really? She’s 17 (nearly 18). Let her live. Just because she wears makeup does not signify that she’s fake. I’m 16 and I really really really enjoy and love doing my makeup, I literally look forward to nights where I can spend hours doing my hair and makeup and going out to dinner, to friends houses etc. Makeup is such an amazing thing and its really none of your business if someone else wears a lot of makeup. Makeup is fun, makes you feel glam as fuck, gives some people confidence and is overall enjoyable! I’m sorry if you feel the need to call other people fake because they enjoy makeup and you simply don’t. Just because you don’t like it and wear it doesn’t mean you’re any less “fake” than people who wear makeup. And to the people who are blaming Kylie wearing “revealing” clothing and being “sexual” on Tyga…. I’m not sure if you’re actually for real or have been living under a rock? But Kylie has been wearing dresses and heels since she was 13. Shut up. It’s also not her fault you sexualise a fucking crop top and shorts. Like I have said before, Someones sex life has NOTHING to do with you. Self respect has NOTHING to do with your sex life. I saw other blogs saying she needs to get some self respect but self respect has everything to do with what makes you happy and your morals not who/how many you fuck or what clothes you do/don’t wear. Why do people constantly bash a 17 year old girl who is way more successful than you’ll ever be? Why do you care enough to write paragraph after paragraph of negative reasonings as to why you think Kylie has changed and is fake. I mean honestly, Kylie has a Mercedes G Wagon, a Range Rover, A mansion, A book, A hair extension line, A clothing line and bunch of positive people in her life at the age of 17. What do you have besides a spiteful attitude? 

If someone’s applying to 5 schools or 25 schools, please don’t be the jerk that goes “You’re applying to way too many/few colleges.”

Some people want to apply to more schools and some people just don’t, but either way it’s really none of your business and they can do whatever they want. Plus you really don’t know what’s going on in their life/their individual circumstances so all in all just don’t judge them.

Basic image created in Canva, so its nothing fancy, but the message is something I think needs to be shared here. The subject of artwork prices has come up a few times here, and for good reason. This formula is a very simplified version of how prices are calculated. Or how they should be calculated in order to have an effective business model. How an artist chooses to price their work is really none of my business, but all too often I see artists submit to this blog who are clearly undervaluing their work. Usually by a lot. If a commission costs you $10, for instance, consider how long your artist is working on it. If its anything longer than an hour, you’re most likely paying them less than minimum wage. And that’s not even factoring in any cost of materials. 

There are a ton of other factors that can go into the cost of something, so this is an overly simple formula. Things like market value also go into it. Check out the following article on Craftsy for some more thoughts on market value and pricing one’s work. (http://www.craftsy.com/blog/2014/07/pricing-your-handmade-goods/)

Now, our artists are usually in a time of need and these commissions are a last resort, so pricing things to make as many sales as possible certainly has arguments for it. And, again, it isn’t for me to dictate how an artist prices their art. 

I just want to remind everyone, particularly on this blog, that the prices you are seeing for this art are an absolutely amazing deal for you, the client. Sometimes, we forget the value of handmade amidst Wal Mart and Target, so if you ever catch yourself wondering why a handmade piece costs so much, take a step back and remember that someone poured their time, effort, and love into it. And when you buy handmade, you are supporting a person, not a corporation. 

When it comes down to it, be kind to your artists. They are giving you a piece of themselves with their art. 

My heart goes out to Kehlani right now. Everyone loves to gossip and have an opinion about things they see online, but none of us truly know the full story. We see what is out in front of us and that usually not even HALF of the truth. How can you really speak on something you don’t fully understand? None of us know her situation in its entirety nor is it any of our business. This young woman has come through so much and is a major inspiration of mine, but her celebrity status should not take away from her humanity. As individuals with feelings and emotions, there is only so much we can handle before we reach a breaking point, and I pray that she can make it past hers.

Suicide is NOT a joke. It is a very serious thing and for those of you cracking jokes about her right now while she’s in this dark place….I don’t even have words to describe how low that is.

My thoughts and prayers go out to her and those who love her. Be mindful of your words and actions. They affect others in more ways than you could possibly understand.
Matthew 11:28-30 “Come to me, all who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you, and learn from me, for I am gentle and lowly in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light.” #kehlani #prayforkehlani #staystrong #tsunamimob #hereforyou #TheMobIsStrongForYou #YouCanMakeItThrough

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Because I’m under more stress and feeling more anxiety lately, it’s put me in kind of a nostalgic mood. When things change a lot all at once I tend to want to escape into the past. The past is familiar and doesn’t change, and my mind feeds me the good times version. Well, that and I’m just kind of a sentimental person in general. I used to hate that about myself, but I don’t really anymore. 

In this nostalgic feeling I sometimes feel a little homesickness. This is a confusing feeling for me because its hard really to pin down what home I want to go back to. Is it the house I grew up in? It can’t really be that. There were so many terrible things that happened there that I’m happy to leave behind. My neighborhood was familiar but if I were to return to it now none of the people I knew would be there, and if they were they’d be too busy to actually visit. I always felt so unsafe and unhappy there, I can’t find peace there. I can’t call that home anymore.

Is it my mom’s house? I only lived there for two years. I can go back and sleep in my old room but none of my things are there. It wouldn’t be my own bed I’d be sleeping in. It’s just an empty guest room now. And I’d love to see my mom but she could come here, it doesn’t have to be in that house. I didn’t have a lot of time to settle in there and feel at home. I don’t know if I would know my way around if I went back to visit. I always felt so lonely there, I can’t call that home.

Is it just familiar surroundings I want? Do I miss the sunny weather or the smell of the ocean in the morning? Do I miss walking to school or driving to work? Do I miss people in my life? Can people be home when they can change and come and go and you can lose them so easily?  I used to think so, but now I don’t know anymore. Is home a community? Can it be for me if I don’t belong anywhere? Is home just where you store your belongings? Is home where you spent most of your life if it isn’t there when you go back? Is home where you feel safe if I never felt safe? Is home about security when I get so anxious about leaving it? Is home about family when I feel better with some distance? 

Do I feel at home where I live? I’ve lived here longer than I have anywhere else from the day I turned 17. I can drive around my neighborhood without a GPS now. I’ve decorated it. I’ve renewed a lease. I actually made a few friends here. But if I felt at home here why do I feel homesick? What am I missing? I don’t feel lost the way I did when I first moved to Portland, but whenever my friends get to go “back home” I feel envious because I don’t have a “back home.” Home isn’t my home town. Home isn’t my family. Home isn’t where I live. Home isn’t who I love. Home isn’t what I own. Home isn’t a community.

Where is home?

You gotta do you. You know, no one knows how to do you like you. And nobody knows how to do her like her. And so I think the biggest thing is that we’re sort of born into this fear-based society where we’re constantly comparing ourselves against others. So, ‘she’s prettier’, ‘she’s taller’, ‘she’s this’, ‘her hair this’, ‘her that’, blah, blah, blah, like her story. We get caught up in these comparisons and we forget to actually listen to ourselves, recognize ourselves. We look in the mirror and instead of actually seeing us, seeing who we are, we see everything we’re not, because that’s what society sort of trains us to think at a young age. And so my advice would just be look in that mirror and really fully see yourself for you, and it’s none of your business what other people think about you, and its none of their business what you think about them. And the sooner and earlier in life you can sort of understand that and accept that, the more liberating and the more freedom you’re sort of able to live with everyday.
—  Shailene Woodley in an interview for Divergent, discussing her advice for girls who have trouble with confidence and self-image 
Draco Malfoy imagine

Request: An imagine and the reader is on the Ravenclaw Quidditch team and has a crush on Draco but Oliver Wood and George Weasley fancies her and know about her little crush but don’t approve theres sort of a fight over her on the Quidditch pitch and it results in y/n getting hurt and the two Gryffindors feel really bad for hurting her and she says its fine and then at one point Draco comes to visit her and maybe it gets fluffy with the two?


“You’ve gotta be kidding me, Y/N!” Oliver Wood approached you after the game.

“What now, Wood?” You rolled your eyes. “I’m trying to prep my team.” You tried to shoo him away but he stood his ground.

“I didn’t know you fancied Malfoy.” He shook his head. You scoffed.

“That’s none of your business-”

“It is when you don’t deserve him.” George Weasley walked up behind Oliver. Oliver whirled around.

“I’m talking to her at the moment, Weasley.” Oliver spat. George glared at Oliver. George grabbed your arm and pulled you to him.

“Listen to me, Y/N, Draco is bad news. He won’t treat you like you should be treated-”

“Get away from her, you wouldn’t treat her any better!” Oliver cut him off.

“I would so! Better than you would!” You shook your head. You’d heard rumors both boys liked you, but you had a feeling now that the rumors were true.

“Shut your mouth!” George whipped out his wand and shot a spell at Oliver, making him fly backwards. From the ground, Oliver fired a spell at him. It missed.

“Wood!” You yelped as the spell his you, sending you to the ground.

“Bloody hell, I’m so sorry!” Oliver and George rushed to my side, helping me stand. I brushed them off.

“It’s fine! I’m fine.” You said calmly. “If you would excuse me, I’m going to the hospital wing.” You grabbed your arm–where it hurt the most–and walked off.


“Thank you, Madam Pomfrey.” You smiled at the Healer and exited the hospital wing.

“It’s no problem, dear.” She waved as you closed the door. You turned around and nearly bumped into another person.

Sorry, Draco!” You gasped, blushing lightly. He smiled.

“No worries. I heard about your accident and I was coming to see you.” He rubbed his arm awkwardly. “But now that you’re okay, I guess I can leave now.” Draco spun on his heels to leave, but you grabbed his arm.

“Hey! It’s alright. You can still walk with me.” You joked. Draco smiled again and fell into step next to you.

“So, what happened?”

“I just tripped over my broom stick.” You lied. You didn’t want to cause any fights between anyone. Draco nodded, believing what you told him.

“I’m glad you’re alright.” He said softly. You blushed.

“Thank you, Draco.”

“Would you like to go get butterbeers for winning the game? I mean, only if you want. You don’t have to-” He blabbed. You giggled.

“I would love to, Draco.” You accepted. Draco laughed happily, gesturing you in front of him through the doors of the Great Hall.


Thanks for requesting :)

anonymous asked:

Do you think its wrong for me to tell people I'm bi? I'm bi-romantic, I like both guys and girls, but I'm asexual. And its not because I'm embarrassed or ashamed, its just that explaining that I'm asexual to people is exhausting and frustrating because none one wants to take the time to understand it. Add on top of that that I really don't think my sex life is anyone's business...I tell anyone who might want to have sexual relations with me, but otherwise, no one needs to know. is that bad?

I don’t think it’s bad, no. It’s your identity and, like you said, it’s no one’s business but yours.