glass-half-full

anonymous asked:

Hey!! Can you suggest me any new music. (like in the alternative genre)

hmmmmm some of these might not be new but they’re good af

semaphores on the lawn by little comets

money by peace

untitled by interpol 

half full glass of wine by tame impala

lucidity by tame impala

it all starts here by magic man

waves by magic man

wild by royal teeth

wake up by arcade fire

where the kids are by blondfire

under the tide by CHVRCHES

weekend wars by MGMT

cast away by strange talk

shuffle by bombay bicycle club

chemistry set by peter and the wolf

blood bank by bon iver

emmylou by vance joy

My mom asked me to take some homemade lasagna she had made over to her sister’s house.  It seems that another boyfriend had broken up with my aunt and my mom wanted me to cheer her up.  I didn’t have anything else going on at the time so I figured I would spend a few hours cheering her up.

When I walked in aunt Laurie was wearing a low cut blouse and a very short skirt.  She wasn’t dressed like she was “grieving” but what do I know?  I quit trying to figure out women long ago.

I asked told her I was going to put the food in the fridge.  She said “That’s fine, I just want another glass of wine right now anyway.”  Laurie followed me into the kitchen.  I began chatting with her as she poured two glasses of wine.  She only got one glass about half full so she needed another bottle out of the top cabinet.  When she stood on her tiptoes and reached up to get it her already short skirt rode up.  Way up.  I could clearly see she wasn’t wearing any panties.

She tugged her skirt back down as best she could one handed when she turned around and caught me gawking.  Next she uncorked the wine and finished pouring the second glass.  When she tried to put the cork back into the bottle she fumbled it and it fell to the floor.  She bent down to pick it up and I got another surprise.  Her blouse was loose enough I could see her huge braless tits hanging almost to the floor.

As she tried to stand back up my aunt stumbled forward into me.  I caught her just in time.  That’s when I realized she was half lit.  She must have been drinking by herself for some time.  I held on to her waist and guided her to the couch.

I tried to avoid any talk of relationships and keep the conversation upbeat but she kept steering it back to her asshole ex.  At one point she said “He doesn’t know how lucky he was.  I stayed with him even though he had a small dick.”\

That made me burst out laughing.  She asked “Why is that so funny?”  I said “I don’t know, it just is.  How big was his dick anyway?”  She held her index fingers apart indicating about five inches.  That made me laugh again.

Aunt Laurie asked “Why are you getting so much enjoyment out of this?”  She seemed angry that I was laughing.  “You probably have a small one too.”  I just looked at her and shrugged my shoulders.  She said “You do don’t you?  So quit laughing.”

I told her to hold her to hold her fingers back up like they were before.  She held them up again five inches apart.  This time I grabbed her hands and began slowly separating them until there was nine inches between her fingers.  With each inch her eyes would get wider and wider.  When I stopped her eyes went instantly to my crotch.  “You’re lying,” she blurted.  I shrugged my shoulders again.

When she composed herself she said “Worst of all he doesn’t even like licking me…you know…down there.  In fact he refuses.”  This time I couldn’t hold back I said “That’s bullshit!  Who doesn’t like eating pussy?”  She was taken aback by my outburst.  She asked “So you like eating it?”  I told her that I love it.

That’s when I noticed a dramatic change in her demeanor.  She became more flirty, touching me more and scooting closer to me as we talked.  Finally, out of the blue, she drained her glass of wine and placed her hand on my thigh.  She said “I just have to know.”  She was slurring a little but I played along. 

"You just have to know what?"  I asked.  She said "If you were telling the truth or you were just messing with me." 

"About what?" I probed.  That’s when her hand slid up to my crotch.  I was shocked and jumped a bit.  I was speechless as she continued caressing my hardening cock.  Her eyes were fixed on it as I leaned over, kissed her on the neck and whispered in her ear "Absolute truth."

She shivered and as she was tracing the outline of my fully erect cock through my jeans she asked “And were you telling the truth about the other thing?  Do you really like…ah…licking?”

This time I slid off of the couch without saying a word.  I knelt in front of my aunt and unsnapped her skirt and pulled it off.  She spread her legs inviting me for more.  I began by sucking her lips into my mouth.  She let out a soft moan as I stretched them.  Once I could taste that she was getting wet I licked a little higher up to her hardening clit.  I started with slow soft circles but increasing pressure.  After a few minutes I was using my tongue to flick her clit as hard and as fast as I could.  At the same time I had used my hands to pull her massive tits out of her blouse.

Suddenly she grabbed the back of my head and pressed me harder into her pussy.  As she started bucking into my face she began to scream “Oh God!  I’m cumming!!!”  It must have lasted 60 seconds but she finally settled down.  She was breathing very hard as I backed off and stood up.

My aunt was staring intently at me as I unbuttoned my jeans and slowly pulled them down.  My cock leapt out once the were down far enough.  As she stared at the huge rod that was about to be inside of her dripping pussy it finally occurred to me what my mom had in mind when she asked me to go cheer up her sister.

A psychologist walked around a room while teaching stress management to an audience. As she raised a glass of water, everyone expected they’d be asked the “half empty or half full” question. Instead, with a smile on her face, she inquired: “How heavy is this glass of water?”
Answers called out ranged from 8 oz. to 20 oz.
She replied, “The absolute weight doesn’t matter. It depends on how long I hold it. If I hold it for a minute, it’s not a problem. If I hold it for an hour, I’ll have an ache in my arm. If I hold it for a day, my arm will feel numb and paralyzed. In each case, the weight of the glass doesn’t change, but the longer I hold it, the heavier it becomes.” She continued, “The stresses and worries in life are like that glass of water. Think about them for a while and nothing happens. Think about them a bit longer and they begin to hurt. And if you think about them all day long, you will feel paralyzed – incapable of doing anything.”
It’s important to remember to let go of your stresses. As early in the evening as you can, put all your burdens down. Don’t carry them through the evening and into the night. Remember to put the glass down!

IS THE GLASS HALF EMPTY OR HALF FULL?

[idiom]

a common expression, used rhetorically to indicate that a particular situation could be a cause for optimism (half full) or pessimism (half empty); or as a general litmus test to simply determine an individual’s worldview. The purpose of the question is to demonstrate that the situation may be seen in different ways depending on one’s point of view and that there may be opportunity in the situation as well as trouble.

This idiom is used to explain how people perceive events and objects and how perception is dependent upon the unique circumstances of every individual, thus perception is interpretation of reality and not the actual reality itself.  

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A psychologist walked around a room while teaching stress management to an audience. As she raised a glass of water, everyone expected they’d be asked the “half empty or half full” question. Instead, with a smile on her face, she inquired: “How heavy is this glass of water?”

Answers called out ranged from 8 oz. to 20 oz.

She replied, “The absolute weight doesn’t matter. It depends on how long I hold it. If I hold it for a minute, it’s not a problem. If I hold it for an hour, I’ll have an ache in my arm. If I hold it for a day, my arm will feel numb and paralyzed. 

In each case, the weight of the glass doesn’t change, but the longer I hold it, the heavier it becomes.” She continued, “The stresses and worries in life are like that glass of water. Think about them for a while and nothing happens. 

Think about them a bit longer and they begin to hurt. And if you think about them all day long, you will feel paralyzed – incapable of doing anything.”

It’s important to remember to let go of your stresses. As early in the evening as you can, put all your burdens down. Don’t carry them through the evening and into the night. 

Remember to put the glass down!

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Alejandro Hernandez has finally found the happy medium in the “half full or half empty” debate with his design “Realistic Conclusion,” which is currently up for scoring! 

Here’s Alejandro’s revelation:

“Upon further examination, we conclude that the glass is both half empty and half full. Beats pessimism!”

Want more great advice? Score some design submissions!

 

Determined to pump positivity back into this fandom...

Can we talk about what an amazingly doting, attentive partner Joshua Hutcherson is being in this:

So many young people - young men, specifically - are acting like no one gave them home training in the entertainment industry nowadays and here’s this young man showing chivalry and romance still exist.

I, for one, applaud you, sir.