how i am spending my lunch

Stop trying to make poor people feel guilty for splurging on a $12 bottle of wine once in a while or a $2 coffee every other morning while you throw around money like it’s nothing.

I’m so sorry to tell you, but when someone works 40+ hours a week, or even just part time, and still can’t afford to spend $2 for a damn coffee, THEY ARE NOT THE PROBLEM. Our society is.

You’re out here buying yourself $20 lunches and $50 shampoos like, please tell me more about how a coffee that puts a smile on my face is me “spending irresponsibly”.

What am I supposed to just work, and go home? Never do anything, never buy myself a lunch or a new shirt ever or enjoy life in the slightest? Cause there are millionaires out there with vacation mansions in 8 different countries so please keep telling me how I’m wasting my money on a fucking $10 lipstick that made me feel pretty.

Its inevitable, high school is gonna end, we are gonna move to different towns. We aren’t going to see these people everyday anymore, we have six months left together. Six more months of lunches 5 days a week at the same table in the same room in the same school. About 150, give or take a few, days until we graduate and leave this school forever. 4 years of our lives is done. And some people might think that this is a dark depressing thought, that in six months we will leave our best friends behind and move on to another part of our life story. But I think there is a difference between me and someone who thinks this is dark and depressing. You, who thinks this is a dark thought who doesn’t want to hear it, you are probably scared, terrified for the inevitable future that awaits you. And thats perfectly fine, be scared to leave your best friends, that fear is going to drive you to make the most out of these last six months together. Its going to make you want to go out and go to games, dress crazily for spirit weeks, not give a crap about what other people in the school think because you are enjoying yourself for the last time with these people. The difference is I am okay with me and my friends splitting up. I have seven best friends and we hang out all the time. I know that these people are going to be the ones I can count on, these people are going to be with me for the rest of my life, most likely the ones I want to have in my wedding. There is going to be distance put in between us and it will be hard to talk. Seven different people, seven different schedules, seven different towns, finding the time for everyone to talk will be so hard but I’m not worried. These are the people that I know I can count on, that will call me out when I’m lying and will help me through a bad day. I know that we might be able to talk everyday, and I think I’m okay with that because I know that these are the types of people that I don’t need to talk to everyday because  I know that they will always be there for me. That doesn’t mean I’m not going to try to talk to them, believe me I am, but it means that I will be okay if there comes a point where everyone is too busy to talk everyday. Now with all this being said, and how I am not scared, that doesn’t mean I won’t take advantage of these six months, I will. I will enjoy every moment that we spend together, every lunch, every dinner at my house, every song played on my guitar in my room, every old movie watched together, every car ride blasting music. I’m going to love every minute of it, but I know that I will be okay when it comes to the point where all of that is just a memory. I will be okay when we all  leave, yes I will be heartbroken but I know that we will always find our ways back to each other.
I think more seniors need to understand this. People think when high school is over they end a book, they think of there life as a book series, but its not, its one long novel. High school is just a chapter in it, and just because the chapter is over doesn’t mean the main characters cease to exist. Yes new characters come into the story, but the main ones will always be there, maybe not like they were before, and maybe not in the next chapter, but they will come back into the story. It might be years down the line, but the people who are supposed to be in your life, have a way of coming back. These are your best friends, the people you meet in high school and if your lucky they will be there for the rest of your life.
—  Something I said during my religion class today
Day Sixty-Six

-I began an eight-hour shift dreading the night to come, wanting nothing more than to be in bed. Ten minutes in, a sweet older woman offered to buy me a drink to make my day a little easier. A little reminder of the good people out there like this was all it took to turn my day around, and I hope she understands how grateful I am.

-A small girl, while being rolled out of the store, made her parents stop. I watched on, enraptured, to see what business she had to attend to, only to see her stand up and wave to the store, shouting, “Bye, line!” This is better than anything I could have hoped for out of such a small bundle of joy.

-I had to deny a woman’s coupon. This was an overall underwhelming moment, until she exclaimed, “Oh, poot!” and cemented her place in my greatest memories forever.

-While Cat Lady waited in an adjacent line, a woman approached the cashier and slid her $100, instructing her to pay for Cat Lady’s small Christmas tree and give her the change. When Cat Lady received the news and the remaining $90, her face lit up more than I ever though possible. The cashier suggested that she could use the change to eat somewhere nice tonight. This was a good idea, but Cat Lady’s decision to return to the store and buy nine more Christmas trees was, frankly, better.

-I am reasonably certain that Norse god of thunder Thor is currently on a bender and purchasing cat accessories in Southwestern Virginia.

-An elderly woman gave an adorable infant two dollars just for saying “hello” to her. This is the sort of racket I have been chasing all my life and now I want in.

-Upon returning to my lane after briefly stepping away, I found that someone had deposited a child there for me. Moments later I discovered that the parents were just three feet away at the soda machine and had not left their firstborn as an offering. This is for the best, as while I appreciate the gesture, I do not believe I can accept sacrifices while clocked in.

-An eight year-old conducted their entire purchase on their own and never have I had such a delightful and well-behaved guest who left me so genuinely happy to be working.

-Angrily, an old man stated, “You know I only get popcorn once a year.” I do not know why this is such a rarity for the man but I now know better than to ever get between him and his buttery indulgence. 

-”This cup was in here when I got the cart,” a man told me without prompting, regarding a Starbucks cup in the bottom of the cart. “It wasn’t mine. I didn’t put it there. I don’t even drink coffee. I didn’t buy that.” It might just be me, but this man seems to have become awfully defensive over this cup I had not even noticed.

-I discovered a small, restaurant-sized packet of pepper underneath the bags at my register. How did you get there, small friend? Who put you there? What is your plan? What led you here? Why is contemplating this how I am spending this rare break from the rush?

-I entered the break room on lunch with the intent of getting a soda from the vending machine before going out to get food. I found that the soon-opening Buffalo Wild Wings had made a large batch of food in training and had sent it to our store for the team members to enjoy. Sometimes good things happen in life, but rarely one as good as this. 

-Organizing the card wall, I found that someone had thrown a selection of My Little Pony toys on the floor and placed a Lego toy in front of it. I immediately suspected a rambunctious young boy, but I discovered that someone had done the same to a display of football cards. My list of suspects has been narrowed to gender-neutral rebels with a penchant for building. If you are reading this, I will find you, I will confront you, and I will shake your hand.

For gayle24mcm, who asked for “Ovi, happy”. I’m almost positive I posted more of this once but I can’t find it– I have this vague story in my head about every time Ovi is feeling down, he goes to one of his teammate’s places and just borrows one of their kids for a while to play with and feel happy again.

This was a bit lengthy, so I put the majority under a cut.

“Hold out your arms,” Nicky says, in the same firm tone he uses when telling Alex where to stand while he takes an offensive zone faceoff; Alex automatically responds in kind and does exactly what he says. Nicky hands Alex his baby.

“Um,” Alex says.

“Don’t drop her,” Nicky says, and then disappears back into his bedroom. Alex stands there in the hallway, shifting his weight from foot to foot and trying not to move. Haley wiggles a little and Alex tightens his grip.

“Hi baby,” Alex says, because Nicky wasn’t polite enough to make formal introductions. Lisa had only brought her to the rink once; Alex’s main impression had been a carrier, a couple of blankets, and the soft pink vagueness most babies seemed to have until they got interesting enough to have personalities. Haley blinks back at him. She has Nicky’s eyes, the same clear green, and only the lightest wisps of pale blonde hair. “What’s up?”

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Teachers’ hefty salaries are driving up taxes, and they only work 9 or 10 months a year! It’s time we put things in perspective and pay them for what they do - babysit! We can get that for minimum wage. That’s right. Let’s give them $3.00 an hour and only the hours they worked; not any of that silly planning time, or any time they spend before or after school. That …would be $19.50 a day (7:45 to……… 3:00 PM with 45 min. off for lunch and plan– that equals 6 ½ hours). Each parent should pay $19.50 a day for these teachers to baby-sit their children. Now how many students do they teach in a day…maybe 30? So that’s $19.50 x 30 = $585.00 a day. However, remember they only work 180 days a year!!! I am not going to pay them for any vacations. LET’S SEE…. That’s $585 X 180= $105,300 per year. (Hold on! My calculator needs new batteries).What about those special education teachers and the ones with Master’s degrees? Well, we could pay them minimum wage ($7.75), and just to be fair, round it off to $8.00 an hour. That would be $8 X 6 ½ hours X 30 children X 180 days = $280,800 per year. Wait a minute – there’s something wrong here! There sure is!
The average teacher’s salary (nation wide) is $50,000. $50,000/180 days = $277.77/per day/30 students=$9.25/6.5 hours = $1.42 per hour per student–a very inexpensive baby-sitter and they even EDUCATE your kids!) WHAT A DEAL!!!!
Heaven forbid we take into account highly qualified teachers or NCLB…

Make a teacher smile; re-post this to show appreciation 💖 all you out there!

Standing up for our children’s educators.

Being a teacher is no easy task. I had to repost this. Thank you teachers for all your hard work!

Rotation 1- IM Cardio

So I started my first rotation IM-cardiology! This is going to be bullet format because I’m still recovering from last week and I have to get to start this week in t-7 hrs. Here’s what I learned so far.

  • Getting up at 5:30 am is a major life adjustment for me, I’ve never been a morning person but I’m trying, I also hate when I have to wake up patients during pre-rounds.
  • Echocardiograms can be really difficult to read but are a completely amazing diagnostic tool! Nuclear medicine is pretty amazing too.
  • Medicine is sad, and I need to figure out how to cope with some of the  things I’m seeing.
  • I know nothing.
  • Walking around the hospital all day really boosts my appetite and I’m actually excited to eat lunch on work days.
  • The fellow and attending I work with are brilliant and kind doctors and I am so lucky to get to learn from them.
  • Reading after 10- 12hrs on the floor is very very difficult, so I’m watching a lot of meded and DIT.
  • The major advantage of being a med student is that I have time to spend listening to my patients and helping with the little things in their care that the real docs don’t have time for.
  • Nurses are wonderful- I’ve learned everything from reading vent settings to how to turn the bed alarm off from them, and they are always willing to help me when I need it, I’m so grateful for them.

In summary I’m always stressed and tired, often made to feel stupid or embarrassed, and occasionally immensely fulfilled and happy-  but more than I have in a long time I feel like like medicine was the right choice for me.

Treat You Better - Stiles Stilinski imagine

Originally posted by daaanila

Summary: Based on Shawn Mendes’ treat you better. Y/n is dating Theo and they’re always fighting and she’s always crying. Stiles knows that if it was him he would treat her better. Spoken from Stiles’ POV

I won’t lie to you
I know he’s just not right for you

“Why didnt you come over?” I overheard Y/n question her douchebag of a boyfriend Theo “I told you I went out” Theo responded “yeah ‘out’ then how come Tracy over there keeps giving you heart eyes?” Y/n crossed her arms over her chest “why am I being interrogated?” Theo chuckled “you know what fuck it whatever” Y/n scurried away. I shook my heart shutting my locker and heading to class.

And you can tell me if I’m off
But I see it on your face
When you say that he’s the one that you want
And you’re spending all your time
In this wrong situation
And anytime you want it to stop

Y/n was awfully quiet during lunch, we were currently all sitting around the table just outside the school. “Stiles what do you think about that?” Scott pulled me out of my thoughts “think about what?” I asked “about going to the park this Saturday for a pack bbq” Liam informed “oh yeah sure i’m in” I said giving them a half smile. 

“So Y/n how’s the relationship going?” Malia questioned Y/n looked up from her lunch and stared at Malia giving her what I knew was a fake smile “It’s great Theo’s perfect” Y/n lied Malia smiled at her “Aw so is he the one?” Lydia asked smiling widely Y/n nodded “yeah he’s the one” she looked genuine but I knew her too well to believe that. Y/n focused back on eating her lunch quietly; all i could think of was just make the sadness stop.

I know I can treat you better than he can

And any girl like you deserves a gentleman

Tell me why are we wasting time

On all your wasted crying

When you should be with me instead

I know I can treat you better

Better than he can

I heard soft sobs coming from the girl’s locker room. I walked in and searched for who it was coming from. My eyes focused to Y/n she was seated on the floor clutching onto her knees “Y/n” I spoke softly she perked her head up “Stiles? What’re you doing here?” she wiped a few of her tears “I heard crying so I came to investigate” I moved to sit beside her “I appreciate you coming but I don’t want you to see me cry” she explained “Y/n I’ve seen you cry before” I told her “yeah but not over dumb boys” she informed “that’s true but I don’t care I’m here for you” I wrapped my arm around her “thanks Stiles” she smiled sniffling as she leaned her head on my shoulder.

I’ll stop time for you

The second you say you’d like me to

I just wanna give you the loving that you’re missing

Baby, just to wake up with you

Would be everything I need and this could be so different

Tell me what you want to do

Y/n and I made our way out of the locker room “Stiles you missed fourth period” Y/n frowned as the bell rang signalling school was over “that’s okay” I shrugged “really?” she smiled “yeah it’s bio anyway” I beamed at her. Y/n was walking toward the parking lot so I followed. 

Once we reached the lot we noticed Theo leaning on his truck, Y/n quickly turned and headed to my jeep. “Stiles could we hang out? It’s been awhile” she explained “um yeah sure get in” I answered unlocking the jeep. 

At my house*

Y/n looked around my bedroom,she noticed a picture frame with a photo of us hugging while,Kira & Scott made out and Lydia & Malia smiled with their arms around each other and Liam & Mason made a silly face “those were the days” she spoke more to herself than me but I still hear her “yeah they were” I rubbed behind my neck Y/n faced me with a sad look on her face “that was when we had sleepovers” she hugged herself gently “yup” I answered poping the p. I felt sad remembering how beautiful she looked in the mornings I just wished I could wake up to her every day.

‘Cause I know I can treat you better than he can

And any girl like you deserves a gentleman

Tell me why are we wasting time

On all your wasted crying

When you should be with me instead

I know I can treat you better

Better than he can

Better than he can

A week later*

“Baby it was a mistake I’m sorry” Theo pouted grabbing Y/n’s hands in his Y/n was full on crying by this time “Theo if you actually gave a damn about me you wouldn’t have done it” Y/n sobbed releasing her hands from Theo’s “Y/n what are you acting like this?” Theo raised his voice clearly upset “acting? I’m not acting this is genuine you asshole” Y/n raised her voice a bit “I’ll catch you later” Theo spat walking away from her. 

Give me a sign

Take my hand, we’ll be fine

Promise I won’t let you down

Just know that you don’t

Have to do this alone

Promise I’ll never let you down

Later that day*

Theo approached Y/n on the lacrosse field, I watched the exchange go down “Stilinski pay attention” Coach yelled but I ignored him continuing to focus on Y/n she looked stressed she was fully yelling at Theo that’s when I heard it “Stiles is more of a man than you will ever be” Y/n practically screamed I froze in place she turned to me then faced Theo “And I love him so go fuck yourself” Y/n spat.

She was running toward me I removed my helmet and opened my arms to her. Y/n hugged me I smiled holding her close to me “I mean it. I do love you” she spoke “I love you too” I breathed out my heart sank knowing she meant as a friend.

Y/n looked up at me and pulled away I kept my hands on her lower back she grinned then leaned forward my eyes went wide that’s when I felt her lips on mine. I closed my eyes kissing her back.

We pulled away for air “I should’ve listened to you. Theo is a player. I should’ve paid attention when you’d get frustrated around us.I should’v-” I cut Y/n off “that’s all in the past now” I caressed her face softly “you’re here now” I beamed kissing her forehead.

‘Cause I know I can treat you better than he can

We walked the halls hand in hand showing the whole student body we were finally together. Theo noticed us and punched his lock furious as hell I just stood tall and moved Y/n closer to me. Leaning over to peck her lips quickly “I’ll treat you better” I whispered against her lips causing her to smile “I know you will” she answered letting go of my hand to hug me.


No Trust

Summary: You always let her insecurities get the best of her.

Pairing: ChikaYou

Links: AO3 FFnet

Word Count: 1.1k

Note: This is just one big ball of angst, not much more. Trying to get in the habit of writing at least a little bit daily, and I guess this happened

“How many times do I have to tell you? All I did was go out for lunch with Riko,” Chika said, pacing back and forth. “You know we don’t get to see each other much ever since she started performing professionally. I just wanted to see Riko. We don’t get much time to do that anymore. That’s all there is to it. That’s all there ever has been to it, you know that.”

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The Weekend

Wow, honestly…. What a weekend!! I didn’t expect this.

I will start from the beginning. I went down to LI (long Island) to visit my Doctor. We met 1,5 years ago and we been “dating”, he is not my sugar daddy, but for any means he is not poor. He is athletic and handsome. I know him very well, we went on vacations and I have met his family, and best friends. He never been married and don’t have kids. He is totally ok with us dating and our age difference. He is in his early 50s. He has beautiful house and lovely dog. I care for this men and have fun every time I come down to visit him. So we been on and off for a year ad half, but we never been official, just we know we are dating and there is no drama or stress. He takes care of me and we enjoy each others company.

So I haven’t seen him for 2 months now, and I texted his Wednesday to check up on his, see what is up and how is things going. Well, I always knew that he is successful doctor with his own practice and special treatment he has so things been great for past year or so. But this blew mine and his mind as well. 

His living room. 

So his best friend, let’s call him “musician”, have been in music industry for ages, I mean he knows whole Hollywood and all music crew, big names. He told me stories how Kim become popular and etc. So he is living between LA, Florida, NY and Canada now. So, more about Canada, Musician have a project in Canada with one Billionaire (WITH A B) in Canada, its ongoing project and will take some time to get it done. About two months ago this billionaire talked about special treatment he wants to do in Canada, Florida and Bahamas, open a wellness centers with it and run it. So my Doctor actually the best in USA for it, so musician told billionaire that Doctor is specialized on it and so now Doc is on it. This Billionaire is so interested in this project and so excited. So Doc went up there to Canada to see him and talk. It was rare that this guy would give 5 min to someone as much as busy he is. He spends whole day with Doc, that was unusual already. This Billionaire, lets call him “Mr. Sir”. He has hones all over the world. Have 7 private jets and 400 cars, I am not shitting you guys. When doc went up there, Mr. Sir gave his Lambo with top down for the weekend. He lives in huge place in Canada, like sizes of the area is HUGE.

So now, I am flying in Friday, don’t know anything about it. Doc sends his driver to pick me up in JFK, while Doc is taking pilot lessons, he is thinking get small jet too now as he could fly himself.
I’m getting there, starving, so we go to nice Italian place. And he starts telling me about this Mr. Sir and whole project. So I am like wow, that is great. But then he is like: “oh Mr. Sir and his buddy flying in tomorrow for the procedure” (the one all this project is about) , I am like okaaaay , he goes: “they are flying in on his private jet in the morning and leaving around 4-5 pm the same day”, I am like wow, this guy will just casually fly down to NY to visit DOC and get procedure. Ok, so Doc asked if I wanted to come in the morning but it was too early so I decided to sleep in, so around 12-1 pm he called me and said that they coming to house and will go to the lunch to the yacht club doc belongs to. So I just got out of shower, really quick making my face a piece of gold and putting on DVF dress on and some pumps, casual but with class. 

 He especially told me to be casual, knowing me and my dress code where I dress up all the time haha. So they got here and GUYS, like seriously never in the world by meeting him on the street I would think he is Billionaire, like this guy is so humble, and down to earth its crazy. So we went on lunch, it was nice, talked about this and that, said that his son got married in Bahamas and it was amazing, spend $1MM on wedding. Then we just talked about how if something supposed to be, it will happen. So Mr. Sir was like: I was looking for house in Bahamas for years, and it couldn’t fit my desires, no deck for yacht, too small yard, etc. And here it is, this year he found perfect house that cost his about 20 $MM. And he casually invites me and Doc to his house, I am in my head like fuck yeah I will go! So we ate, great guys, very funny, and very simple, no idea that Mr. Would be billionaire. He is going to smoke cigars with PUTIN (I don’t like the guy) but fucking Putin?  Crazy. So we drove them back to their private jet that they flew in to this small private airport in long island, so it was very convenient. Guys, the jet, I mean I have never seen private jets in my life and been able to come close and meet pilots and just experience all this is amazing. Never in my life I thought I would be able to meet people like this. I am always will be humble with sugaring just because of this experience. I am so hoping go to Mr. Sir’s house in Bahamas with Doc, that would be amazing, meet his family, get closer, and you never know what I can get out of there. Job, career, good connections and etc. I just hope so. This meeting and experience just made my weekend, already.  

So we get back with Doc to his house and then I dress up and we took his new baby Lamborghini 2015 avendator to the restaurant, and I got to drive it. This is second “boyfriend” I have that own Lamborghini and I just love to ride in it, and Doc like to speed so its super fun! Came back from dinner home, watched some TV and then I gave him a full body massage and he passed out. Today, We got up, I made breakfast for both of us, this is only men I would make breakfast for, just because. Then he went to the gym downstairs, yeah he has his own spacy gym in the house. Then he came up, I already showered and he hop on and then we had first sex for the whole weekend, other two days we were too tired. So right after that I asked him if he wanted to go shopping. So we went got him IPad, then all me haha got wireless headphones for the gym, cloth for the fall for work and casual from J. Crew and got fall boots from Coach, they are babies for everyday and new perfume from Burberry, amazing smell. So, it was already late, I had to pack and get ready to fly back home. So we got back and I few out. Typing this text in the plane actually.   

So that was my amazing weekend! It was fun and so eventful! Doc is flying there next Sunday, so hopefully I keep in touch with Doc and it will work out just perfect and will benefit me  

“Forever and Always”

Summary: You and Peter, both university students, start off having a normal day- too many classes in a row, a three hour shift of work, getting home late and exhausted. But something’s wrong… 

*Based on the song Forever and Always by Parachute (listen here but I recommend you read this imagine beforehand!) (Tom Holland - Peter Parker)

NOTE: I know I usually tend to write more fluff than sad imagines, but a while ago I reread the ‘Death of Spiderman’ Ultimate Spiderman comic and then accidentally listened to this song and I was essentially traumatized for weeks about how heartbreaking it is to see the person you love most die… SO, enjoy!


11:07 AM

    “An operator in quantum mechanics is the fundamental concept that we’ll be reviewing today, which we’ll expand on and…”

    You zoned out the professor’s voice as you slumped back in your chair, leaning your head against your hand as you sighed. It was only eleven in the morning, but this was already your third science lecture of the day, and you still had three more classes to go. The only thing keeping you sane through the stress of a full day of university classes was your plan of meeting up with Peter for lunch. 

    You and Peter were in your third year of college at Empire State University, him planning on majoring in biophysics and you in biochemistry. The two of you had known each other for years, but had only gotten together when he’d gathered enough courage to ask you out in the tenth grade. Working all throughout your last years of high school, you and Peter pooled your savings and decided to move into an apartment with a couple other roommates. It wasn’t anything special since you both couldn’t afford much, but it was yours- a place where you could come home and relax and just be with Peter. 

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anonymous asked:

Yes yes yes, I love Christmas! And I love Sindbad, Kouen and Undertaker so I would like to know how they plan to spend time with their s/o on Christmas day?

christmas is my fave holiday and i am so pumped!! 1 more sleep!! ahh i cant wait! (๑>ᴗ<๑) - Admin E


  • The morning would consist of waking up early and opening the gifts that you had gotten each other before heading back to bed to cuddle for a bit. This would then be followed by a large breakfast shared between the two of you
  • It would be a tradition for Sinbad and his Eight Generals, along with other close friends, to have a Christmas lunch together so that would be how you would spend lunch, laughing, drinking and eating with your closest friends
  • At night, a festival would be held throughout all of Sindria, with dancers, plays and many forms of entertainment. While usually at these festival, Sin would choose to drink and have a wild night, on Christmas he’d simply spend the whole night with you in his arms and watching the people of his country enjoy themselves


  • Christmas would be one of the few times that he’d actually have a chance to sleep in so that would be exactly what the two of you would do. You’d be wrapped in each others arms all morning, sleeping past breakfast and getting up just before lunch, leaving enough time to exchange gifts and get ready
  • Lunch would be when all the formal celebrations would be held so the two of you would spend that time in the palace with nobles, enjoying a large lunch and talking to everyone. It wouldn’t be the best part of the day but as he was the first prince, it would be necessary
  • Dinner would be the best part of the day. You and Kouen would sit down for a huge dinner consisting of all your favourite foods with his brothers and sisters. It would be a family dinner, something that didn’t happen that often and everyone would exchange gifts and spend the whole night laughing


  • He wouldn’t be to big on Christmas but that didn’t mean he wouldn’t do anything for the holiday. I the morning he’d choose to exchange gifts with you and spend a few hours cuddling in bed, not wanting to leave the warm sheets 
  • For lunch, the two of you would share a home cooked meal between the two of, consisting of dozens of different foods. By the end of it you’d both be to full to eat another bite
  • You’d end up skipping dinner, still being full from eating all of that food at lunch and would instead decide to go for a walk through the streets of London, admiring all the Christmas decoration
Question for poly people and/or people who’ve been hurt by the thing I’m describing

I’ve been doing a lot of thinking about what I want from relationships.  I want this: 

-no veto power on my other relationships

-no defaulting to any given relationship when considering my priorities, just a case by case approach

-no bundled assumptions based on other things we decide to do together (i.e. deciding to raise children should be a commitment conducted independently of variances in how romantic I am with my coparent, etc) 

-limited monogamy for any duration if I ever decide to try it again (maaaybe “i’ll be monogamous for the next few weeks/months with you and then reevaluate”)

-No obligation to share when, how, or who I have sex with or am dating or am being affectionate with unless I agree to that arrangement specifically (but I still probably won’t.  I’m a chronic oversharer but I hate being obligated to disclose goddamn near anything in my personal life.  Even where I went for lunch.  I want the option of privacy even if I don’t choose to exercise it)

This is basically how I conduct my other relationships like family and friends.  I’m not opposed to exclusivity, for instance!  I am almost exclusive with my parents when it comes to spending the holidays together.  But that arrangement doesn’t imply any other arrangement.  My concern is that this might be a particularly asshole-prone way of doing sex and romance.  As far as I can tell, this is what’s called “non-hierarchical polyamory” or even (ugh) “relationship anarchy.”  I don’t want to find myself being a jackass and using “it’s just what I need from relationships” as an excuse to not examine myself.  Have you run into particularly bad formulations of what I’ve described? What would’ve helped the situation? The last point is the most fraught-with-danger, IMO, and I don’t even know if it’s reasonable. 

Got rejected for everything I applied for this year and so my career plans have taken a huge hit. Along with my self-esteem and belief that I’ll ever qualify as a lawyer. 

However: I get to spend today studying for my masters in a library in Santa Monica, the sun is out, I have good coffee and lunch and Sephora plans with the bestie in a few hours. I am someone who drinks coffee and has good friends and gets to travel. Tomorrow @iambicdearie​ and @thescholarlystrumpet​ are gonna introduce me to a Cuban bakery. My problems are 10,000 miles away.

So basically, just this week, my life is exactly what 16 y/o me hoped it would be at 23. Even if the future isn’t looking how I want it to right now. 

I think I’m actually okay with that. 

Incredible #hclf #vegan beetroot rice salad for lunch 🍴
How I made this and many other things will be in my What I Eat In A Day video which will be posted tomorrow night!
I am seriously falling in LOVE with editing and filming. Spending so much time on the video so hopefully you will all like it 🙈

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When We Got Engaged

Here is Part Six to “Our Love Story”  

Pairing: Jared x Reader
Words:   1020

Read When We Met
Read When We Hid Our Feelings
Read When We Admitted Our Feelings
Read When We Fell In Love
Read When We Got Scared

A/N: If you would like to be tagged in anything, send me an ask. (I don’t always see replies and reblogs).

         You woke up in bed alone on a Saturday. That was uncommon and you couldn’t figure out why Jared was already out of bed. The two of you should have been cuddling, spending your morning together.

           You tossed the covers back and went looking for your boyfriend, “Jare?” you called out, opening the bedroom door.

           He didn’t answer and there was no sign of him around the apartment the house the two of you now shared.

           You walked into the kitchen and couldn’t stop the smile that crossed your face. A bouquet of colorful flowers sat in a vase on the counter. A note was attached. You were already excited about the flowers, but the note just heightened your excitement; Y/N, I love you so much. Today is the one year anniversary of us starting to date. Meet me where we met. I can’t wait to see you. <3 Jared

           You couldn’t get dressed fast enough, anxious to go see Jared. You had known it was your dating anniversary, but neither of you had mentioned doing anything to celebrate. He was just full of surprises.

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@shapeyoursmile tagged me to sds 😊 Thank you, Anne 😘

My nieces and nephew just left from spending the night. I am pretty exhausted. The baby had me up at 5:30 this morning while the oldest didn’t let me go to bed until about 1 last night. So I am thinking nap after I eat lunch! 😃 This aunty can barely function at this point.

I tag the following also with the question: How are your Sundays going @meals-and-miles @meanfoimhair and @malachi-is-shiny?

but how about jonsa set in the world of ‘nerve’ the movie with emma roberts and dave franco??? like i’m sorry i know the plot literally does not make much realistic sense but i liked it. emma and dave’s chemistry was hella on point. so like what if sansa is the good girl pushed to the brink to be a player? and she meets bad boy in a leather jacket on a motorcycle jon snow who she has to team up with to win the game?

it works, okay? it totally works.

why do i watch every movie and think of how it can be transformed into a jonsa fic? like why do i do this to myself? 

I lie. I lie every day. I lie when someone asks me how I’m feeling and I say I’m fine. I lie that I am not thinking about upcoming appointments and tests. I lie that I’m not worried about a new symptom that I was told to watch out for because it could mean something serious. I lie when I tell people I don’t spent my free time looking up conditions for my appointments to try and explain and steer a conversation around an actual diagnosis. I lie when I look you in the eye and I say that my chronic pain which leaves me doubled over and in tears is just mild discomfort. I lie when I tell you that I didn’t spend my lunch in a stall crying or that I skipped class because I couldn’t get out of bed. I lie because it is easier for me to pretend I’m fine than to admit that I am broken, scared, and unsure about how to move on

anonymous asked:

Hanbin + angst with a happy ending pleasee ~

One Sided

Originally posted by chocolatechanu

Hanbin brushed his hands through my hair, and gave me the most heartwarming smile.  His eyes holding every emotion that he felt; happiness, excitement, fear, but most importantly LOVE. He slowly bent down to kiss me as I began to lift myself to kiss him as well. Almost as if we were in slow motion, our lips came closer.


My alarm rang out, causing my puckered lips to kiss my bed room floor. Angry with my reality, I got up from the floor, but not without cursing cupid for my nonexistent love life. I actually shouldn’t call it nonexistent, more like one sided. You see I have been in love with the same guy for five years now, and no matter how much I show it, he does not seem to get it.

I met Hanbin when I began working as a stylist at the company; I ended up being IKON’s personal stylist. It was a good gig, most of the guys were older than me well except Chanwoo (I beat him by ten months). I stopped working at the company after a year; I decided that I was meant to designer. I kept in touch with the guys after I left, and we have been friends ever since. Hanbin and I were epically close, we both tended to work hard and let work devour our life’s. That was actually the biggest reason I fell for him; he was truly a person that believed that nothing was impossible if you put your mind and heart to it.  Beep

Hey _____, do you have time for lunch today I have something I really need to tell you.


My heart stopped as I read the text. Billions of thoughts began going through my head: “What could he possibly want to tell me?”, “Is he going to confess his undying love for me?”

Throughout the day all I could think about was having lunch with Hanbin. I couldn’t focus on my designs for my new sports wear collection, instead I sketched a cartoon of Hanbin confessing to me. I got really pampered up today; I didn’t tend to wear much makeup, but I did my best to with the makeup skills I had. I even bought a new sweater dress; a perfect way to be date ready, but not seem crazy.

We decided to meet at my favorite burger place. No matter how busy I am, I prefer to cook for myself; I don’t believe I should spend money on things I can make for myself, well except burgers and pizza.

“_____! Here.”, Hanbin called as I came through the door. He looked so handsome to me, despite that fact that he was only wearing a baseball cap, faded rip jeans, and a simple sweater. I instantly became self-conscious, thinking of all the effort I have to put in just to even feel pretty enough to stand next to him.

“Hey!”, I said as I walked towards the booth he had chosen. We greeted one another and sat down.

“Are you practicing for Seoul Fashion Week or something?”, Hanbin asked.

“Whaaaat?”, I said back.

“It’s just that you are so glammed up today.”

“I had a huge meeting today.”

“Must have been huge”.

The beginning of the lunch consisted of us catching up on each other’s life, since we haven’t talked in two days.

“So what did you want to tell me?”, I asked

“Well it’s more like I have something to ask you.”, Hanbin answered back.

O Boy! I screamed in my head.

“There is this girl I really like, and I wanted to know if you can give me advice on asking her out.”, Hanbin said. I couldn’t help the smile that appeared on my face.

“What makes you think I know how to ask out anyone? We have the same amount of dating experience; none.”, I said back,

“I have a feeling you would know how she would love to be asked out.”

“Tell me about her.”

“Well, she is beautiful, she has a killer smile, she loves animals, she thinks of her work as her life, she is selfless, an amazing cook, silly, and the cutest thing when she gets angry. I hate seeing her sad, and would spend all my time with her if I could.”

My face began to hurt from all my smiling.

“Okay, you seem to really like this girl. I’ll help me out, but only if tell me her name.”

“Well it’s…”

Say me! Say me! I shouted in my head.

“It’s Hani”

“Wait I think I heard you wrong. Did you just say Hani? Like my best friend since diaper Hani? My ride or die Hani?”

He couldn’t have. No!

“No you heard right.”, he said with the biggest smile.

I didn’t know what to say. I wanted to scream, and tell him that he is a jerk. I wanted to know how a person can be so oblivious to ask a girl that is obviously in love with him, to help him get her best friend.

“Wow that’s great you guys would make an amazing couple!”. I said.

“I think so to.” He said back.

I wanted to punch him, and go home to watch Drama World while I cried eating Ben & Jerry. Instead I told him Hani’s dream date proposal.

On my way home I thought about how Hanbin fell for Hani. I began to think of what he said. Hani is beautiful, her smile is killer she is a model after all. Her job did mean the world to her. Everything he said about Hani is true except, she isn’t selfless; she believes you should never do something where you do not benefit, she is terrified of animals, she can’t cook (she burns water). We were similar and so different at the same time, that’s why she was my other half. I pushed her to show her sweet side, and she pushed me to be mean and not let others need over ride mine. The fact that she just happens to be the girl Hanbin likes sucks. We never had the same interests in guys, so we never talked about what we would do if we liked the same guy. To be honest I already decided that if Hani feels the same way about Hanbin, I would let my feeling for him go. She is my best friend, and I would never let anything break us apart, not even Biny.

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Every Little Thing part 5

Summary: Jensen just found out about his daughter with the reader.  What happens when more secrets start to come to light.

Pairing: Jensen x Reader

Word Count: 1,300~ ish

Warnings: Language (maybe?), angst, little fluff, some weird shit in general.

A/N:Since today was my first day of fall semester I’m not too sure how my writing will be effected so I have a surprise extra part! Yay! I am really falling in love with this series! I was challenged to write a fanfic based on the song Every little thing by Louisa Wendorff, didn’t plan on making this into a series but when I finished the first one I my mind kept it going.  This is no disrespect towards Daneel and Jensen or their beautiful family!! This is just a story and does not in anyway reflect how I feel about Daneel, she is queen and I love her and Jensen together! Please constructive feedback as always!



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