distance fight

If we don’t end up together and we belong to other people please tell your kids about me. Tell your daughter to be fearless but also build walls around her so guys won’t break her heart like you broke mine. Tell your son to be tender and consistent in every decision, to listen to what his heart says and not what everybody else tells him to, like you did. Tell them that for every person there’s another person who would go through everything just to be with them, like I did for you. Teach them that giving up on the person who sees the world in their eyes just because times are hard will make them drown in regret, like you probably are right now. Most importantly teach them to be fighters and not quitters on that certain person who goes to hell and back, like I did.
  • Castiel: Where did this tear in reality come from? Huh? This is weird even to me and I'm an angel
  • Castiel: If Dean where here he would say 'Castiel, don't do anything stupid, dumbass!' and 'wait for back-up', then he'd say 'what's with you and the half-cocked ideas?'. He's really rude sometimes...and honestly, where does he even get the nerve?
  • Castiel: Well fuck you Dean
  • Castiel: I don't need anything to be full-cocked! Am going in!
  • *Somewhere far away*
  • Dean: Cas just did something stupid, I can feel it. Why am I NOT surprised? Don't you 'greater good' and 'please trust me Dean', I wouldn't trust you with a plastic spoon! God I hate you
  • Sam: So long-distance fighting is a thing now
  • Shiro: Take care of your father. Don't give up. We'll see each other again, even if it takes light years.
  • Matt: I love you but why are you like this.
  • Shiro: Excuse me?
  • Matt, being led away by Galra guards: Light years measures distance, not time!
  • Matt, fighting off the guards trying to restrain him: YOU WERE SENT ON AN IMPORTANT SCIENTIFIC RESEARCH MISSION, HOW COULD YOU NOT KNOW THAT?!
  • Matt, foaming at the mouth: HOW DID YOU EVEN GRADUATE FROM THE GARRISON, NO, DON'T TOUCH ME, I NEED ANSWERS!
I fear the day you’ll meet another girl and you’ll fall in love with her and forget all about me. I hate the fact that many opportunities that I couldn’t have, she will. She will touch you when I couldn’t, she will be there when I couldn’t and it won’t destroy her. I know I made you happy and you made me happy too but it wasn’t enough my love. Our story is one for the books and I have no idea how we came up to here but we endured a lot. We need each other but certainly not like this, not apart and never being able to meet in the middle. Going the distance and not being able to communicate and meet a lot is like being nothing at all. Though for me, just calling myself yours was enough. I will always love you and I will always be yours.

anonymous asked:

Have you ever been in a situation where you had to play soccer mom? Not one where Steve played your soccer son

well, last week i kicked the heads off of about fifteen robots, and then used them as projectiles to hit other robots with. does that count as soccer? afterwards i yelled at steve for taking his helmet off dramatically in the middle of a fight. he got a concussion. again.

its not there to prevent hat hair steven, its so you DONT DIE. which is also my job, and i can use all the help i can get. 

maybe we should get him a pair of sunglasses or something, so he has something he can remove at a dramatic point mid-combat without actually losing safety equipment. sometimes i think the star-spangled show actually made his tendency towards the dramatic even worse. 

  • Hakuba to Kaito and Heiji: I can guarantee that I am the number one Sherlock fan and the best fan you'll ever meet.
  • *Conan walks by*
  • *Conan hears Hakuba*
  • Conan: *Opens suit to have every Sherlock Holmes book ever fall out and reveal Sherlock Holmes cosplay*
  • Conan: *puts on deerstalker hat*
  • Conan: *pulls out rifle, loads it, and aims it at Hakuba*
  • Conan: fiGHT ME
  • *Everyone backs away slowly*

I can’t promise that I’ll never hurt you or make you angry. In fact, I can tell you now that there will be times where I’m stubborn or distant and you’ll find it incredibly hard to deal with me.

But once I’m yours, I’m yours and I’ll never take you for granted. I know how much thought you put into the nice things you do and say and I’ll appreciate all of it. I’ll make you food at 3 am because, unlike you, I am an excellent cook. I’ll force you into taking an insufferable amount of pictures so I can show everyone how gorgeous you are. I’ll make you stupid mix CD’s filled with songs that remind me of you just because I can.

So no, I won’t be easy to love and I’ll probably drive you crazy. But I promise that I’ll fight very hard for a spot in your life.

—  Midnight thoughts (give me a chance to show you how you deserve to be treated)
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the jasper school of “don’t worry, let it happen"
the monty school of “do the right thing, even if it’s hard”
and the side jaha chooses

she’s funny
always making me laugh,
if I didn’t say so myself,
she’s my second half.
the longing that has been haunting
her internal consciousness is finally regained.
she’s finally wanted
and heres how this will be explained.
Her father left, her mother unexpressed.
raining down tears of sadness she remained well-founded
and suppressed her fears.
Assisting everyone as she’s collapsing at the bridge of her feet, shaking down not able to stand for much longer.
All she wanted was to be relaxing.
Her body ached, her eyes enlarged, not baring a single minute of each school day.
She found purpose.
and she stood tall no longer nervous for the sadness to flood her veins.
She remodeled and rebuilt who she was to who she is now.
Her sadness will remain forbidden in the pits of her soul, away from the surface above.
and this is where something called love is in control.
Love is guiding her gently through the horrifying abyss.
finding her way through the terrifying reality that not everyone will bow to her feet.
Looking around, her palms sweaty, people talking, as if their lips were walking. But what they were articulating, was echoing through her manipulating sanity.
love guides her out of the insanity that is aching to fill her foreign constitution.
the difficulties she encounters are only mountains to be climbed and oceans to cross.
Never the less will love help her across.
She’s stronger than love, she doesn’t need love.
But without her love she wouldn’t be above the rest of society.
Cancer is her sign, very vulnerable at any given time.
But she doesn’t usually face her design head on.
compatible with a pisces, they fit just fine. heightened emotions mixed with romantic ambitions, the two will eternally love each other like fine wine at a celebration.
she knows how to make you feel invincible.
Like you are the most visible sight in her journey through this universe. No need to question her love because she will devote herself to the one she cherishes most.
Beautiful is an understatement.
She has honey sweet lips. They are lilac soft.
she has a soothing voice. And a joyous personality.
Only anyone around her felt warm inside.
Uneasy at times she does not notice the rays of sun that radiate when she smiles.
They would travel for miles, at least 3,032 to a place called New York.
Big city, bright lights. Not a fantasy but a dream, you could almost imagine hearing her adolescent tittering about the unfamiliar city.
Her heart internally placed in New York, but not the city itself.
A girl perhaps, holds her heart, firm- like a scholar and his smarts.
undying trust in one another the two of them slowly developed into one.
fighting the distance soon enough it’ll be all done.
No more distance no more patience.
So here I am, describing my extraordinary girlfriend, the love and compassion she has for her beloved family, friends and me. Enough to last a lifetime.
when you read this I hope this gives you the confidence that lies between my eyes and yours. I see the girl that can get through it all. Who will never truly fall.
—  She’s my world 
Bridges that Taylor Swift actually created

hey, you call me up again just to break me like a promise, so casually cruel in the name of being honest…

and you come away with a great little story of a mess of a dreamer with the nerve to adore you 

i’ve found time can heal most anything, and you just might find who you’re supposed to be…

and there you are on your knees, begging for forgiveness, begging for me, just like i always wanted, but i’m so sorry…

and the saddest fear comes creeping in, that you never loved me, or her, or anyone, or anything yeah

and for the first time, what’s past is past..

this is falling in love in the cruelest way, this is falling for you when you are world’s away…

call a cab, lose my number, you’re about to lose your girl…

and what do you do when the one who means the most to you… is the one who didn’t show…

this is a state of grace, this is the worthwhile fight, love is a ruthless game unless you play it good and right…

you took the time to memorise me, my fears, my hopes, and dreams i just like hanging out with you all the time…

two headlights shine through the sleepless night, and i will get you i’ll get you alone, your name has echoed through my mind and i just think you should think you should know that nothing safe is worth the drive and i will follow you follow you home…

we made a quite a mess babe, it’s probably better off this way, and i confess babe, in my dreams you’re touching my face, and asking me if i wanna try again with you, and i almost do…

distance, timing, breakdown, fighting, silence, train runs off its tracks, kiss me try to fix it, could you just try to listen… hang up, give up, for the life of us we can’t get back…

but i took your matches before fire could catch me so don’t look now… i’m shining like fireworks over your sad empty town…

my thoughts will echo your name until i see you again, these are the words i held back as i was leaving too soon, i was enchanted to meet you..

time turns flames to embers, you’ll have new september’s, every one of us has messed up too…

and i hope the sun shines and its a beautiful day, and something reminds you you wished you had stayed, you can plan for a change in weather and time, but i never planned on you changing your mind…

will you take a moment, promise me this, that you’ll stand by me forever, but if god forbid fate should step in, and force us into a goodbye, if you have children someday, when they point to the pictures, please tell them my name, tell them how the crowds went wild, tell them how i hope they shine..

remember when you hit the brakes too soon, 20 stitches in the hospital room, when you started crying baby i did too, when the sun came up i was looking at you, remember when you couldn’t take the heat, i walked out i said I’m setting you free but the monsters turned out to be just trees, and when the sun came up you were looking at me…

you were all i wanted, but not like this….

you’ll see me in hindsight, tangled up with you all night, burnin it down, someday when you leave me i bet these memories will follow you around..

remind me how it used to be, pictures in frames of kisses on cheeks, and say you want me….

your smile, my ghost, i fell to my knees, when you’re young you just run, but you come back to what you need…

now that I’m clean, i’m never gonna risk it…

i reached for you but you were gone, i knew i had to go back home, you search the world for something else to make you feel like what we had, and in the end in wonderland we both went mad…

I am a firm believer in true love. I do believe that there is someone out there for me who will eventually sweep me off my feet and make me wonder why I ever settled for anybody else. There is a man out there for me, with whom I will celebrate countless anniversaries, Valentine’s Days and birthdays. There is a man with whom I will be able to get through any fight, distance or hardship, knowing that nothing will ever change. There is a man out there with whom I will share an unbreakable bond, held together by the deep desires of love.

But not today.

I don’t want someone I “won’t be able to imagine my life without.” I don’t want someone to “have my whole heart.” I don’t want someone to be “my whole world,” or “my rock,” or “my better half.” I don’t want somebody who can understand me better than I can understand myself.

I want to feel whole. I want to be my own rock, my own anchor, my own soul mate. I want to understand myself better than anyone else can. I don’t want to look back and hate myself for altering my future for someone else when I know I wasn’t ready to.

That’s why I don’t want to find the man I will love forever today. Or tomorrow. Or the day after that.


For those who know me, you know that when I fall, I fall fast and I fall hard. I am a hopeless romantic who wears my heart on my sleeve. I simply love the idea of being in love. I can’t remember a time in my life when I didn’t have some type of interest in a guy. I love having a “texting buddy.” I love feeling desired. I have gotten hurt a few times, but I always pick myself up and try to move on. Moving on is hard for me, though, simply because I love being in love. I’ve called guys my “better half” and my “rock.” I’ve convinced myself that I couldn’t picture my life without them. I’m starting to realize now that that’s the last thing I want in my future relationship. Especially as a young woman in my early 20s. Before I enter into any serious relationship, I need to feel like I’m complete. And I need to be able to feel complete while completely alone.

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