fall down 7 stand up 8

1. Go to a party and stay sober. Listen to the way your drunk classmates talk when they don’t plan to remember tonight when they wake up. Never talk about these experiences, just keep them for yourself.
2. Start driving in one direction on the highway after school one day, pretending like you’re running away. Blast bad pop music and sing along. Stop in the suburbs when your mom calls you to come home, but buy your little brother a cupcake before you turn back around.
3. Kiss your best friend. It doesn’t matter what sexuality or gender you are or they are. It doesn’t matter if it’s a peck or you escalate to tongue. You’ll laugh about it later, but it will always make you smile just for the memory.
4. Smoke a cigarette. Let it burn your throat. Cough, loudly.
5. Take a stand for something you believe in. When half your school laughs at you, take it with pride. Someone agrees, even if they’re too scared to say so.
6. Make enemies. Make the kind of mistakes that cause your life to implode. Lose everyone and everything to these mistakes. Only when you fall will you find out that you can pick yourself back up.
7. Sit on someone’s roof and talk for hours. Forget about dinner and tell your origin stories. Let your guard down while the dog barks below. Talk about god. Listen.
8. Steal Bourbon from your parents’ liquor cabinet and put it in a water bottle beneath your bathroom sink. Spike your tea with it when you think you’ve hit rock bottom. Pour the whole thing down the drain when it’s too strong for you.
9. Become a stereotype. Buy a record player and combat boots. Wear all black. Dye your hair bright blue and get your ear pierced three times. Don’t care when people laugh at you.
10. Make wishes at 11:11. Wear your pajamas backwards in the hopes of a snow day. Look for answers at the bottom of a bottle. Pretend writing things on your arms makes you special. Believe in anything. Believe in everything. Open every book and look around every corner. You’ll never look like this or move like this or think like this again. Enjoy it while it lasts or hate every second. But feel. Feel every damn thing.
And no matter how hard you try, people can always get you down. But what makes the difference is you. How you act towards it. Getting up as soon as you hit the ground and going on or getting mad and giving everything up. It’s what defines you. It’s what people see when they look at you. And so, fall 7 times, stand up 8. You’ll get there. You will.
—  LM. Never give up.
Arranged {Part 9} [D.M.]

Character: Draco Malfoy
Word Count: 1003
Requested?: Yes/No
Summary: Draco and Y/n aren’t on the greatest of terms, however when both receive news of an arranged marriage, they must learn to tolerate each other, and possibly fall in love…
Other Parts: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 8 Rewrite Part 9
Disclaimer: Gif isn’t mine, credit to whoever made it
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You opened the door to your dorm and placed your textbooks into your trunk, before standing up and heading to sit down on your bed. It had been a long day, your morning classes feeling as though they had taken years - it wasn’t even lunch time yet.

As you went to sit down, you noticed a small piece of folded parchment laid carefully in the centre of your duvet, labelled with your name on, which you tilted your head at and frowned on confusion, picking it up.

You unfolded the note, then turned it the correct way so you could read it properly.

‘Y/n,
Meet me in the Astronomy Tower tonight at 9.
Love, Draco’

You couldn’t help the way your cheeks reddened, or how your heart beat faster. A small smile played at your lips, and butterflies erupted in your stomach.

What was this? Why were you suddenly feeling… excited to have Draco send you a simple message?

The last week or so had been pleasant - no arguments, no insults, nothing of the sort. You hadn’t yet tried the transition from friends (that kiss) to lovers - after all, it was strange to say or even comprehend that you and Draco Malfoy were now friends.

Because that’s all it was. You and Draco are friends. Friends that occasionally kiss, but friends nonetheless. And though you felt somewhat bitter about only being friends, it was agreed to take things slow, and not rush into anything too quickly.

The question racing through your mind was

Is this a date?

Maybe Draco felt the same way you did.

To say you were nervous about it was an understatement, even if you knew you still had two more classes and two meals to go beforehand.

You folded the note back up and placed it into your trunk, under your textbooks, hiding it from unwanted eyes.

Trying to hide a grin, you headed up from the dungeons and towards the Great Hall. The room was filled with students, all separated by their houses. You found the Slytherin table to the far edge of the room, and took your place next to Y/f/n, who greeted you happily.

As you smiled back, you couldn’t help but feel at least slightly guilty that you hadn’t told her about the arrangement, or anything of the sort, however you didn’t want more people than necessary to know.

As the food appeared, you took all the food you wanted, expecting to be able to finish it all. In reality, all you could focus on was the note, and Draco, who was gazing directly at you.

You didn’t look up, for fear you would blush, and hoped that he’d perhaps turn away soon.

After minutes of toying with your food, you couldn’t bear it anymore, and finally looked into his ice blue eyes, quirking an eyebrow at the smirk that played at his lips.

Without giving him any sign that you had received his note, you simply turned to join in with a conversation happening to your right, facing away from him.

You could still feel him staring, and for some reason, this actually made you want to smile.

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You climbed up the stairs to the Astronomy Tower, your shoes hitting the brown wood with every step, and the sounds slightly echoing around you.

It had taken you a good 25 minutes just to get from your dorm to the tower, as Professor Snape insisted on patrolling around the corridors more than once, not to mention you had to avoid Filch and Mrs Norris like the plague.

As you entered the tower’s main room, you glanced around, feeling a sense of shock or, more accurately, surprise.

The room was nothing like you were used to in your Astronomy lessons - all school supplies had been moved to the outskirts of the room, and instead, there was a blanket laid out over the floor, with rose petals dancing across it. Beside that stood Draco, in an all-black suit, looking as handsome as the day he had to fake propose to you, making your cheeks heat up, and your heart race.

“Did you do all this… for me?” You asked in astonishment, looking around the room in awe. “Maybe,” Draco said with a smirk, glad you seemed to like it.

You took a step towards him and smiles up at him, “Thank you.” “It was my pleasure.”

He took your small hand in his large one, and sat down on the blanket with you, laying in a position where the stars seemed to be in touching distance.

“They’re so beautiful,” you whispered, watching the stars sparkling in the dark blue sky. When you didn’t receive an answer, you turned questioningly to Draco, who didn’t seem to be paying attention to the stars, but to you instead. “W-What?” You asked nervously.

“Nothing! Sorry, you’re just… I mean… you’re gorgeous,” Draco rambled. You laughed, placing a soft kiss on his cheek, which turned red under your touch, and you moved closer into his chest as you looked back up at the sky.

“I like this,” Draco said after a while. “You like what?” “Us, getting along without yelling or fighting or whatever. Just basking in each other’s company.”

“Yeah?” You turned around to stare into Draco’s blue-grey eyes. “Yeah,” he confirmed. His gaze dropped slightly to your lips, before flickering back up to your eyes, and before you knew it, his lips were on yours.

It was warm and inviting; a loving kiss, that enveloped you in all the affection that Draco felt towards you.

His hand held your cheek as he propped himself up with the other, slightly leaning over you as he deepened the kiss, slipping his tongue into your mouth.

He pulled himself away from you, though he kept a hand resting on the curve of your waist, before looking up through his lashes at you.

“I love you,” Draco muttered, resting his forehead gently against yours. You smiled softly, “I love you too.”

1. Go to a party and stay sober. Listen to the way your drunk classmates talk when they don’t plan to remember tonight when they wake up. Never talk about these experiences, just keep them for yourself.
2. Start driving in one direction on the highway after school one day, pretending like you’re running away. Blast bad pop music and sing along. Stop in the suburbs when your mom calls you to come home, but buy your little brother a cupcake before you turn back around.
3. Kiss your best friend. It doesn’t matter what sexuality or gender you are or they are. It doesn’t matter if it’s a peck or you escalate to tongue. You’ll laugh about it later, but it will always make you smile just for the memory.
4. Smoke a cigarette. Let it burn your throat. Cough, loudly.
5. Take a stand for something you believe in. When half your school laughs at you, take it with pride. Someone agrees, even if they’re too scared to say so.
6. Make enemies. Make the kind of mistakes that cause your life to implode. Lose everyone and everything to these mistakes. Only when you fall will you find out that you can pick yourself back up.
7. Sit on someone’s roof and talk for hours. Forget about dinner and tell your origin stories. Let your guard down while the dog barks below. Talk about god. Listen.
8. Steal Bourbon from your parents’ liquor cabinet and put it in a water bottle beneath your bathroom sink. Spike your tea with it when you think you’ve hit rock bottom. Pour the whole thing down the drain when it’s too strong for you.
9. Become a stereotype. Buy a record player and combat boots. Wear all black. Dye your hair bright blue and get your ear pierced three times. Don’t care when people laugh at you.
10. Make wishes at 11:11. Wear your pajamas backwards in the hopes of a snow day. Look for answers at the bottom of a bottle. Pretend writing things on your arms makes you special. Believe in anything. Believe in everything. Open every book and look around every corner. You’ll never look like this or move like this or think like this again. Enjoy it while it lasts or hate every second. But feel. Feel every damn thing.
—  Top Ten Things to do Before You Graduate High School by M.S.
16 Things I Learned in 2016

1. It takes time to heal. Give yourself the time you give to others and allow yourself to take the time you need. There is no rushing recovery.

2. Let your hair fall down. Or, in my case, cut it all off.

3. Be open about who you are.

4. Hate does not come from religion, hate comes from fear.

5. Black lives do matter.

6. Be unapologetically yourself and remember that you are the only one that you have to please in life.

7. Things don’t always work out the way you think they should, but everything happens for a reason.

8. Be an activist. Stand up for what you believe in no matter who tries to bring you down.

9. Tell those you love that you love them. Time is not guaranteed.

10. Hug your pets. Kiss them. Hug them again. Tell them your secrets and snuggle with them.

11. There is a lot of hate in the world. In America. We can’t let Trump’s America drown out the sound of our voices.

12. Be selfish. Although it is nice to care for others, reserve time for yourself.

13. Alternately, be the friend that you would want. Put your own issues aside for the moment and listen, feel, and mourn with them.

14. Never give up on something you once loved. Never.

15. Read. Keep on reading. Keep on finding stories that speak to you beyond the text.

16. Never apologize for doing or being what you love.

Article by: Taylor Zmijewski

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get to know me meme >> favorite relationships [1/5] - raven reyes and bellamy blake (the 100) part 2 ( 1 & 3 )

“I should have killed you when I had the chance.”

“Really…? Well I ’ m  r i g h t  h e r e.”

[image caption: 9 square desaturated gifs of raven and bellamy in various scenes (described from top to bottom/left to right): 1. bellamy grabs raven’s arm, steps in front of her and eases her back while he readies himself to defend her against a false accusation. 2. bellamy wraps raven’s wounds and says to clarke, “We can’t let her hurt herself again. Someone has to stay with her.” while an ALIE possessed raven stares at him spitefully. 3. raven silently, and with the gentle force of her hand, guides bellamy to lower the gun he has pointed at murphy. 4. as raven, who’s in severe pain, leaves the car, bellamy quickly turns and says, “Raven, you stay in the rover.”. raven replies with a frank, “Yeah, right.”. 5. raven and bellamy somberly stand next to each other as the sky people prepare to sit down to a meal served by the grounders. 6. clarke lies to bellamy about octavia’s whereabouts and raven seems put off. she defensively says to clarke, “Octavia’s in TonDC for the meeting. Why’d you lie?”. 7. bellamy shifts his weight and leans into raven, who’s crying, as they stand and watch finn’s body being burned. 8. after bellamy finds out octavia is in danger, raven candidly says to him, “Listen, you still have a job to do. I know you’re worried about Octavia but you have to focus.”. bellamy then tries to calm himself down. 9. bellamy and raven, encased in shadow, hold each other close and fall into a kiss; raven grabs bellamy’s hair and pulls herself up closer to him.]

1. Go to a party and stay sober. Listen to the way your drunk classmates talk when they don’t plan to remember tonight when they wake up. Never talk about these experiences, just keep them for yourself.
2. Start driving in one direction on the highway after school one day, pretending like you’re running away. Blast bad pop music and sing along. Stop in the suburbs when your mom calls you to come home, but buy your little brother a cupcake before you turn back around.
3. Kiss your best friend. It doesn’t matter what sexuality or gender you are or they are. It doesn’t matter if it’s a peck or you escalate to tongue. You’ll laugh about it later, but it will always make you smile just for the memory.
4. Smoke a cigarette. Let it burn your throat. Cough, loudly.
5. Take a stand for something you believe in. When half your school laughs at you, take it with pride. Someone agrees, even if they’re too scared to say so.
6. Make enemies. Make the kind of mistakes that cause your life to implode. Lose everyone and everything to these mistakes. Only when you fall will you find out that you can pick yourself back up.
7. Sit on someone’s roof and talk for hours. Forget about dinner and tell your origin stories. Let your guard down while the dog barks below. Talk about god. Listen.
8. Steal Bourbon from your parents’ liquor cabinet and put it in a water bottle beneath your bathroom sink. Spike your tea with it when you think you’ve hit rock bottom. Pour the whole thing down the drain when it’s too strong for you.
9. Become a stereotype. Buy a record player and combat boots. Wear all black. Dye your hair bright blue and get your ear pierced three times. Don’t care when people laugh at you.
10. Make wishes at 11:11. Wear your pajamas backwards in the hopes of a snow day. Look for answers at the bottom of a bottle. Pretend writing things on your arms makes you special. Believe in anything. Believe in everything. Open every book and look around every corner. You’ll never look like this or move like this or think like this again. Enjoy it while it lasts or hate every second. But feel. Feel every damn thing.
—  unknown
panic! at the disco {rp meme}
  • 1: Hey stranger, I want you to catch me like a cold.
  • 2: Cause these words are knives and often leave scars.
  • 3: If you're gonna be the death of me, then that's how I wanna go.
  • 4: I've got more wit, a better kiss, a hotter touch, a better fuck.
  • 5: You fooled me once with your eyes now, honey.
  • 6: What a wonderful caricature of intimacy!
  • 7: If you love me, let me go.
  • 8: Love is not a choice.
  • 9: Let's get these teen hearts beating faster.
  • 10: Your love's a fucking drag, but I need it so bad.
  • 11: Sinners, stand up!
  • 12: Does she know that my destiny lies with her?
  • 13: Hey moon, please forget to fall down.
  • 14: I want to live a life from a new perspective.
  • 15: But who could love me? I'm out of my mind.
  • 16: It's always you falling for me.
  • 17: It's better to burn than to fade away.
  • 18: Truth be told, I never was yours.
new years kiss // c.h

“Relax I’m on my way,” Calum says as he steps into the lift and presses the G button.

“I’m telling you, they’ve argued 6 times already,” Michael complains.

“What is there to argue about on New Year’s Eve? Who’s doing the countdown the loudest?” Calum scoffs frowning and pressing the Ground button again just as the girl from across the hall jumps into the lift next to him fiddling with her bag.

“He bought her the wrong drink,” Michael states, Calum snorts loudly scaring the girl as she leans forward to press the close door button with a shy smile, the doors shut and Calum smiles thankfully and sheepishly at her.

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1. I haven’t slept in a few days.
My mother thinks I’ve been drinking too much coffee but I think maybe it’s just that I really really miss rolling over in bed
and finding myself pressed up against you.

2. Places that stay open 24 hours are comforting because I know that when I wake up screaming at 3 in the morning I’ll have somewhere to go when staying in bed
doesn’t feel okay anymore but you always passed out by 11 and you slept through the night.

3. My sixth grade science teacher taught me that your body automatically knows to pull away when you touch something that hurts you,
you’ve made me cry at least 6 times this week and I’ve lost count of the times I’ve found myself shaking
because you forgot to tell me you love me
and god it hurts so fucking much but I can’t pull away.

4. One time when I was younger my parents took me to the beach and I swam out a little too far and let the ocean choke on me
and my dad screamed and yanked me out of the water.
I think I’m drowning again but there is no one here to pull me out.
I just need someone to fucking pull me out.

5. I’m not sure why I keep telling everyone I’m okay.
I’m not okay.
And sometimes when someone asks how I am I want to tell them that my heart is broken,
and that’s okay you know,
I can deal with a broken heart,
but the pieces have been shifting and I’ve got these really sharp edges in my veins and my lungs and my stomach and I think I’m being torn apart,
I’m not really sure.
I can’t really breathe and I’m a little bit dizzy.

6. I think I should stop writing you letters.
It’s not fair to kill trees just because you’re killing me.

7. I fell for you.
Like really fell for you.
Like I saw you smile and I swear to god I crashed down to earth and broke all my bones.
How come when asteroids fall to earth they leave craters in the ground and kill out the dinosaurs
but when I do it I just end up in bed for days watching The Notebook and crying till I’m numb.

8. I thought getting high would get you off my mind but I spent a few hours standing in the middle of the street wishing you would kiss me.
or that a car would hit me.

Everyone may be right, you will fail. You will also grow. You will also change their perceptions of you. Everyone may be right, you will not disappoint their whispers. But that isn’t the end. You will grow. Flowers don’t die, they live among the bees. If you aren’t delicate, you’re a rock. A mountain near trees. Everyone is right, you will destroy yourself. Yes, but you will be creative. You will be art. Transform yourself. If you fall down 7, you stand up 8. If you can’t get back up, you keep trying. And trying. And trying. Everyone is right, you may never be anything, but poetry. Yes, but you’re also human. Poetry is our extension. You are amazing. Keep trying. Keep studying. Because even if they are right, you will be alright. You’re you. Keep growing. Keep learning. As long as you feel victorious, no one can steal that from you. I believe in you.
—  for her /// poetryleftbyher
Fall down 7
Stand up 8
—  Recovery from a mental illness is tough, and I’m not going to sugar coat the truth from you, at times you will fall down and fail, but the important thing is that after every time you fell you get yourself back up and try again and in the end you will always stand up more times than you fall, so stay strong and keep going.
One or the other! Anons ask away! 😁

1. Sweet or salty?
2. Pizza or sushi?
3. Top or bottom?
4. Fuck or make love?
5. Sit or stand?
6. Drive or walk?
7. One night stand or relationship?
8. Gay or straight?
9. Chocolate or strawberry?
10. Fall or spring?
11. Winter or summer?
12. Rain or sun?
13. Sunny or cloudy?
14. Whips or handcuffs?
15. Up or down?
16. Left handed or Right handed?
17. Tall or small?
18. Anna Kendrick or Kristen
Stewart?
19. Girl or boy?
20. Camp out or 5 star hotel?
21. Dark or light?
22. Channing Tatum or Alex Pettyfer?
23. Dick or pussy?
24. Hair down or Hair up?
25. Call or text?
26. Shower or bath?
27. Kiss or hug?
28. Water parks or parks?
29. Jungle or forest?
30. Country or city?
31. Travel or stay home?
32. Soft or firm?
33. Blue or red?
34. Sex or masturbate?
35. Sports or instruments?
36. Nerd or Jock?
37. Indoors or outdoors?
38. Volleyball or Soccer?
39. Apple or orange?
40. Chinese food or Indian food?
41. Folk or hip hop?
42. Heavy metal or rap?
43. Beyoncé or Christina Aguilera?
44. Cat person or dog person?
45. True love or win the lottery?
46. Nudes or porn?
47. iPhone or iPad?
48. Spiders or centipedes?
49. Drool or Snore?
51. Alone or be with friends?
52. Loud or quiet?
53. Sleep or TV?
54. Pillows of blankets?
55. Eminem or Tupac Shakur?
56. South or north?
57. Uniform or free dress?
58. Christmas or Halloween?
59. School or job?
60. Ask your own question? 😁

Hard Lines: Chapter 10

Rating: NC-17

Beta: My lovely Laura aka- gottriplets and the lovely Rebecca -andiheardeverything both of whom are the only reason this fic looks anything remotely coherent or medically accurate ;) 

Warnings: Cancer, discussions of terminal illness and infidelity (NO character death ;), for those of you who are triggered by that ) 

Summary: Blaine’s elaborate plans for the “best senior year ever” get brought to a halt and his dreams of a future are stripped away when he discovers that the headaches he’s been having, aren’t really headaches at all and all of his strange behavior lately, including cheating on Kurt, can all blamed on one thing — there’s a tumor growing inside of his brain that’s doing it’s best to kill him. (AU post “The New Rachel”) 

AN: This chapter ended up being a lot shorter than the others, so I apologize ;) Hope you like it anyway! 

 You can track the fic with this tag : “Fic: Hard Lines

Previous Chapters: Prologue // 1 // 2 // 3 // 4 // 5 // 6 // 7 // 8 // 9

on A03 // FF.net (to be updated later tonight)

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When Blaine opened his eyes, he was staring up into the concerned faces of all of his friends, as they circled around him. He could remember getting to this point; remembered falling down to his knees and Sam calling out. He’d had a seizure. It was getting easier to recognize, now that he was having mild ones every few days. It was scary, sure. Which was why he didn’t grumble too loudly at the way his friends were standing over him in a panic.

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