god-how-much-i-missed-you

okay all joking aside im about to get stupid sentimental

im so fucking happy that teen wolf is back. i forgot how much i missed my stupid little dumb ass motherfucking supernatural teenage squad.  and more than that i forgot how much i missed all of you and being united on the dash. 

im so very sad im going to be missing most of the live episodes this season, but im still very glad that i have you all to share this shit with.

and im so fucking elated that this season looks 1000x better than season 4.

i love you all god bless

cheyenneswirl asked:

ooohh are you reading pokespe? how is it?

I am!! I feel like I haven’t gotten too far to really say much but all I can really say is: OH MY GOD

I’m just constantly on my seat??? There’s danger at every corner this is ridiculous I LOVE IT. 

AND THEN YOU HAVE THESE WONDERFUL CHARACTERS AND PLOT TWISTS. I’m pretty bad at noticing where foreshadowing takes place and whatnot so I’m just surprised by everything. I just got to the RSE arc and I am so ready. Ruby has only been introduced and I LOVE HIM.

Are you still reading or are you up to date? :o

//Just a quick hiatus update! I’m off to Mexico tonight, I won’t have internet access until July 8th or 9th. Everything is queued, and everything is all set. I will miss you guys <33 I’ll be back soon!

Also, I’m completely in love with Jurassic World (you guys know how much I massively loved the first three, and the books) so if anyone wants to do any threads along those lines IT WOULD MAKE ME SO HAPPY.<333

See you after my mission trip! Love y’all <333

4

The first picture was this past November. November first to be exact. These next three pictures are from today.

Christiana, damnit, look at YOU. You are looking so strong and healthy. You’ve been eating well and working harder than so many things to recover and start to run. Not only have you been working hard for rehab, but you’ve been busting your ass in the gym to try and maintain some cardio, and you’ve been working real hard on strength.

I know you miss running, and right now, you are putting in so much work. Trust yourself, you know in your heart things are working out as a bigger plan. Trust God, He’s never steered you wrong before. Trust. Faith. And until then, continue to love and appreciate how far you’ve come, not only physically, but mentally. I know some days your mind is playing tricks on you, but take a good look at yourself. A good 8-10 pounds has done you so good. Maybe forcing you to stop running was God’s only way to bring you to a healthy, strong, fierce, young woman again. You were fierce before, you’re even more so now.

Keep on going, Christiana. You are making progress even if you don’t think so. This work will not go unnoticed. And when you get through this, you’ll be able to get through anything.

Keep going. Quitting isn’t an option. Remember that on your bad days, even though they have been often, remember the love that surrounds you, the people who support you, the body who is growing and healing and WILL run again, and the God that is unveiling something big.

I know sometimes you want to go back to being smaller, some days you question yourself, your faith, why do you continue to work for something that hasn’t shown results, but it is going to come. It’s going to pay off. “I’ve never met a brave person with an easy past.”

You are becoming a warrior. Physically, mentally, emotionally. You’ll never be the same again. You’re going to come back better, faster, and stronger than ever, and not just as a runner anymore, but you as a whole, as Christiana.

Here I am, drinking more than I should.
Replacing your taste with whisky and dreaming about you touching my skin again.
God, how much I love you.
How much I miss you.

jocat20 asked:

Phantom of the Markiplier, maybe?

I know this is not exactly what you where asking for but its all my brain would let me think of lol.

The Phantom of the Markiplier. The real identity of the ghost at the grump space.

God I missed you Mark. I forgot how much I like drawing him haha

I know now that I love you more than anything. That the moment I should think about how I would survive, the only thing I could think about was you. And if I would meet you again. And I am so afraid of loosing you and never seeing you again. And I know it’s difficult for us now and no one of us knows if we will ever have a chance but what I want most right now, what I wish from the bottom of my heart is to have a chance to tell you how I feel, how much I love you and how wonderful person you are.
God, I miss you, I miss you so so much. I don’t wanna lose you. But only a miracle can save our love right now. Only a miracle.
—  moonstone-girl

anonymous asked:

Could you provide a link to that poem anon just mentioned, about giving up someone you love because you love Allah more? You ask them not to text you again? Thank you xx absolutely adore your writing btw :)

“With my face pressed into the ground I pray that Allah evicts you from the home you’ve begun to build inside of me.
I woke up before my Alarm for fajr went off this morning,
because I was afraid I’d miss it.
As a matter of fact I couldn’t sleep last night because I was afraid I’d dream of loving you.
Dreams like that always leave me waking up forgetting how much I was aching the night before.
When I stepped on to my rug I recited every duaa and rakaah with complete distinction,
With you looming on the peripheral of my mind, I know that I mustn’t make any mistakes.
I spent 10 mins in sujood trying to negotiate with God and another 10 begging him to forgive me for being so foolish.
I am not too proud to beg,
my soul won’t allow me to be.
I ask God to stop construction
to dig up the foundations that you’ve laid in me.
Last night you whispered,
with a smile like a thousand tiny stars and eyes like honey,
that people must adjust for the people they love.
I counted every syllable in every word that you whispered, so that I knew how many istighfars I had to make later.
Men like you tie women like me into knots.
Knots that take years to untie.
And last night when you spoke,
I felt you pulling at my ends 
trying to find a good place to fold me over myself.
So today I prayed for God to gently take you away from me,
and I asked him to help me remove you from all of the places that you’ve occupied.
Because you will build a house but never live in it,
and I am no one’s vacation home.”

—Key Ballah

That 70's Show Starters
  • "They want me to choose sides. But I can't, because they're both idiots."
  • "Yeah... I just have to make it very clear that my love is contingent on how much they buy me!"
  • "Come on in. make yourself at home. I'm out of beer, but if you want you could break something."
  • "When my time comes I want to be buried face down. That way whoever doesn't like me can kiss my ass."
  • "I'll do anything for ten dollars."
  • "I'm gonna miss you trying to grab my boob... it makes me feel pretty. God, I'm sad."
  • "I have a question. How much masturbation is too much?"
  • "I like my women like I like my wine - red and full of alcohol."
  • "I read somewhere that people in India fast, man. And, that it makes them think better. And, sometimes they can actually think themselves to death, man."
  • "Suffice to say that it involved a crowded parking lot, a half off sale and a pair of pants that made my ass look like an oil painting."
  • "I say we torture them with plenty of pointless rules and advice."
  • "All families are embarrassing. If they aren't embarrassing they're dead."
  • "You don't have bad luck. The reason bad things happen to you? Is because you're a dumbass."
  • "Opportunity does not knock, then knock again, then leave a note saying "sorry I missed you"."
  • "Wow, my first X-rated movie. I don't know what's going on, but that is the luckiest pizza boy ever."
  • "Her exact words were "I know I'm your mother but I'm abandoning you"."
  • "Without rules, we all might as well be up in a tree flinging our crap at each other."
  • "I AM the bitch. And you LOVE me."
  • "Why would you just cuddle with her when you could do it? I mean, doing it is "it." That's why they call it "it." IT."
  • "The foundation of a good relationship is three little words:I don't know. What're you doing? I don't know. What're you thinking about? I don't know. Who's that under you? I don't know."
  • "I like showing my butt. I like to show it and I like to shake it."
  • "You're coming over to my house tonight. And we're gonna... "study"."
  • "There is a God, and he's on MY SIDE!"
  • "I'm not surprised you're in my bed. I knew you couldn't resist me any longer."
  • "You know, being here in you bed. On your... SpiderMan sheets. Makes me feel so Ready, so Willing."
  • "I love... cake."
  • "I disgust me because I'm supposed to be disgusted by you but I'm not."
  • "I'm sorry. Look, I've been screwed by Darwinism... never needed to evolve listening skills 'cause my looks are so highly developed."
  • "Look, the sooner you realize I'm a genius, the better off we'll both be."
  • "I'm not shallow. I just judge women on their looks."
  • "If this van's a-rockin'... we're in there doing it."
  • "Look, she's beautiful, she believes in me, and if I can get her to put out, it's 3 out of 3. Right now, it's 2 out of 3, and I'm sorry but 50% ain't gonna cut it."
  • "Every newspaper you'll be reading, every nap you'll be taking, every football game you'll be watching, I'll be there, talking, talking, talking, talking."
  • "Oh, good, and I thought this was going to be awkward."
  • "See the establishment doesn't want us having sex because they know it makes us feel good, right? So if we can feel good on our own, what do we need the establishment for? So every time we have sex, it's a huge protest."
  • "Just because a guy pays attention to me, does not mean he wants to get me naked!"
  • "Uh-oh, naughty thoughts a-brewin'..."

“I know that a part of you misses this place and these people, your friends. I know that being back here reminds you how much we need you, how much… I need you, but if I’m wrong, then go ahead. Just go. Start over, but, God, if I’m right, if just a little part of you came back to check on Elena, who’s had an unbearable 4 months, or Alaric, who just came back from the dead, or me.”

anonymous asked:

can you imagine Kurt dancing in the disco? :D damn i miss that dude. He was an asshole. I understand everything about the heroin thing but still he was an asshole. He chose drugs instead of his own family who loved him. Depression is not forever, he just had to quit on heroin and everything would have been just alright today. I cannot imagine how much Frances misses her father, Courtney, Krist, Dave, Pat....oh god his own family...damn Kurt..

beings I almost did suicide……I guess I give Kurt a pass on his reasons.

when you are that down, the love that people have for you doesn’t mean much.

you don’t love yourself.    and kurt didn’t.

I imagine kurt dancing that night was quite the sight to behold.

I imagine he had most of the floor to himself.    

what the hell made me decide to rewatch gossip girl just before my exams??? WHY

god i love you. i’m going to miss you so fucking much and i’m not sure how i’m gonna fill this hole in me. tomorrow could very well be the last time i ever see you and it makes me so sick because you’re my stupid fucking moon and goddamn stars and whatever teenagers say…you are. i don’t know anyone whose eyes are like yours. no one’s eyes look like yours. no one’s voice sounds like yours. i feel so overwhelmed when im near you. you make it so hard to let go because when im near you i feel so loved and complete and i shouldnt but i do. when you accidentally brush your forearm against me, when you put your arm on my shoulder, i feel like there’s been mounds of coal thrown into the furnace of my heart and my body heats up like i’ve got a fever. i don’t lose my mind when i’m with you. i don’t want to die when i’m with you. i just feel at peace. i feel like i belong in this world, like i make sense, like i’m not pointless or useless or a fucking miserable anathema…i feel such normalcy, i feel like the world is a beautiful, never-ending tapestry and that we’re strung out right there in the middle, positioned perfectly in the center of all things. you’re my storm and my ocean, my fog and my lake, my fireflies and my backyard. there has been a wall erected around the premises of my love and you just traipse through gate, without a key, without a lock pick, without even trying. i know you’ll never love me and that’s fine. that’s alright. but i’ve tried not to love you. i’ve tried to stop, to cease putting myself in you, but it’s impossible. i flow into you endlessly, endlessly, endlessly. please be safe. i wish i could protect you but i can’t. i know you’re so strong on the outside, but i know you have a fragile heart. if i could, i’d rip apart anyone who threatened it, anyone who tried to hurt you, i’d tear them into pieces with my teeth. i’d fucking lose it because there is one person in this world who can inspire violence in me and it’s you and it’s because i love you. please be alright. i love you.

anonymous asked:

Evan, I was in Brussels last night. I was about to take a picture of Louis when he turned and sang to Harry. I swear, I stopped breathing and thought "oh my god, how can people still think they aren't in love?" Took me my friend to snap out of it. I believed in Harry and Louis together but thought people were looking into live stuff too seriously. God damn it, how wrong I was.

i know what you’re saying and people who go to their concerts say the same. ‘they’re very aware of each other’ and ‘there’s subtle glances’ and they say that if you’re not paying attention you could miss it and it happens randomly so you have to literally be filming at all times HOWEVER, in this leg of the tour it’s looking like not much needs to be filmed and the consensus is louis is oggling harry like a horny school girl and it’s obvious to everyone

Dear J,

Last night was the most painful things have been in months. You finally messaged back, and you were angry. You said you felt uncomfortable texting me after “all that had happened” - but I didn’t even know what.

Apparently you did like me, but didn’t realise how serious the relationship would become. You said you had never been loved like this before, and how were you to know what loving back meant - but you know that you know if you’re in love.

You said that “frankly, I wasn’t ready”. I’ve noticed now. But for god’s sake, you can’t just stop talking to the girl who thought you loved her. You told me you loved me. For three months, I genuinely believed you did.

I miss you so much. Please think about it, and please come back to me. I still want to be a friend.

Love, E.

If  you don’t cry, you’re better than me.

A letter from the Post Office… this is absolutely the best!!                                                                                                                                         We don’t know who replied, but there is a beautiful soul working in the deader office letter department who understands LOVE…… ………………..  Our 14-year-old dog Abbey died last month.  The day after she passed away my 4-year-old daughter Meredith was crying and talking about how much she missed Abbey.  She asked if we could write a letter to God so that when Abbey got to heaven, God would recognize her.  I told her that I thought that we could, so she dictated these words: 

Dear God, Will you please take care of my dog? Abbey died yesterday and is with you in heaven. I miss her very much.  I ’m happy that you let me have her as my dog even though she got sick. I hope you will play with her. She likes to swim and play with balls.  I am sending a picture of her so when you see her you will know that she is my dog.  I really miss her. Love, Meredith  

We put the letter in an envelope with a picture of Abbey & Meredith, addressed it to God/Heaven.  We put our return address on it.  Meredith pasted several stamps on the front of the envelope because she said it would take lots of stamps to get the letter all the way to heaven. That afternoon she dropped it into the letter box at the post office.  A few days later, she asked if God had gotten the letter yet. I told her that I thought He had.  

Yesterday, there was a package wrapped in gold paper on our front porch addressed, ‘To Meredith’ in an unfamiliar hand.  Meredith opened it. Inside was a book by Mr. Rogers called, 'When a Pet Dies.’  Taped to the inside front cover was the letter we had written to God in its opened envelope.  On the opposite page was the picture of Abbey & Meredith and this note:  Dear Meredith,  Abbey arrived safely in heaven. Having the picture was a big help and I recognized her right away.  Abbey isn’t sick anymore. Her spirit is here with me just like it stays in your heart.  Abbey loved being your dog.  Since we don’t need our bodies in heaven, I don’t have any pockets to keep your picture in so I’m sending it back to you in this little book for you to keep and have something to remember Abbey by.  Thank you for the beautiful letter and thank your mother for helping you write it and sending it to me.  What a wonderful mother you have. I picked her especially for you.  I send my blessings every day and remember that I love you very much.  By the way, I’m easy to find. I am wherever there is love.  Love, God