i don't even know what i'm doing okay

So I get so angry and frustrated with healthy (BOTH physically and mentally) people are lazy. I just can’t stand it because they’re wasting that perfectly good body to sit on their asses and do nothing. Or even have not healthy people do stuff for them.

It makes me so mad because I would kill to have a working body so I could do all the things I’m dying to do. I’d kill to be able to work out and go on adventures and travel the world…and just exist happily in no pain. I would kill for that. I think about it every day.

And then here are these certain people who could do all that and more. But they’re sitting on their asses doing nothing. Too lazy to even walk down the street for something or take the trash out or whatever. It kills me. I just want to scream at them.

I know this isn’t the nicest opinion but it’s something I feel. It’s something that makes me cry and rage. I just want a working body so badly and they’re wasting theirs.

Okay so the OS I told you about is probably gonna turn into a multi-chaptered fic because I have no chill and it’s not even close to done…

Oops. 🙈

Okay, but one of my favorite things about the entire canon pole-dancing scenario is the professional pole dancers commenting on Yuuri’s and Chris’s moves, saying that:

“You could do Yūri’s moves in maybe a month. Some of Chris’s moves can’t be done even by people who’ve done this for years.”

And you know what

comparing them

they’ve got a point.

Headcanon time: Pole dancing is Chris’s hobby and he’s been doing it since he was about 15. It’s his way of staying fit apart from skating practice. He works part-time in Switzerland’s most expensive clubs.

Meanwhile Yuuri decided to give pole dancing a shot when he moved to Detroit, but quit after a month, having decided that it ‘wasn’t for him after all’.

Messy study thing with Mobu because I hate studies but I love Mobu…///

The Party part 16/?

K: …

L: …

L: Aren’t you going to say anything?

L: Whoa okay settle down-

K: Lance do you… even like me?

L: What?

K: Don’t ‘what’ me you know exactly what I’m talking about.

K: You walk around flirting with any mildly attractive alien we come across and I can’t help but feel like…

L: Like what?

K: Like I’m nothing special to you! Just another person you can flirt with when you feel like it, then move onto the next because it’s no big deal to you

K: d-don’t you know how much I care about you?

K: I-I mean we have arguments and disagreements and I know you’d probably be happy with someone else but to lead me on like this… and for this long.

K: It’s fucking cruel!

K: Is everything that you’ve done just some kind of petty game? Another competition you want to beat me at?! another way you can one up me!?

K: If that’s the case then, you must really hate me! a-and I know this all just might be my fault for forcing things, instead of just letting myself hate you-

K: Too….

I love you
Through every fight
Over the dumbest things.
I love you
Even after I moved
And we stopped talking.
I love you
Even as we both tried
To swallow those pills
I love you
Because you were the
One constant in my life.
I love you
I love you
I love you.
—  And you’re leaving.

Before someone asks: No, I’m never going to stop doing these stupid text post things

Listen…. it’s not okay when straight people make “gay” jokes because when LGBT people joke about fitting the stereotypes and whatever it’s about empowerment because we’re standing there and saying yeah I’m gay and I love it and it’s good, but when straight people do it it dismisses us and makes it even harder for us to be taken seriously. I don’t care if you’re an ally or you “don’t mean it that way” it’s still hurtful and I’m surprised at how common it still is

I find it funny when I see a post or whatever saying “THIS IS NATIVE AMERICAN” and I’m like okay? What kind of Native American? Cree? Nisga'a? Haida? Mi'kmaq? Blackfoot? Mohawk? Tsimshian? Ojibwe? Dakota? (These are all groups I named off the top of my head)

I know it’s hard to wrap your non-native minds around this but we’re not all one people.

other people have made better posts about this, but i just……..god, i don’t even know how to put it. but carrie fisher’s unrepentant discussion of coping with addiction and bipolar disorder and doing the shit she needed to if she wanted to take care of herself and her family has been so so so important to me. it’s not easy, it fucked her over again and again, and she got back up every single time and that’s a level of strength that so many people seem completely oblivious to and it just breaks my heart that she’s gone. i will miss her. i will really, really miss her, and everything she gave to the world.

but i like to picture her showing up at the stereotypical pearly gates and just being like “you know who i am” and strides right in to exist happily ever after forever and ever without having to fight her brain anymore.

I saw you with her today and it really caught me off guard. I was sad for a moment, but then I realized that you were happy. That makes me okay, knowing that you’re fine and taken care of. Even if it’s not me making you feel special, I’m glad you’re okay.

Sana Starros had one rule. Just one. Okay, no, two. One: always get paid. And two: don’t get involved. (The Trouble with Us)

… I haven’t even read the comics that are sending @roane72 into increasing spirals for this ship (because trade waiting etc) but I am on board, oh dear.

Posting sketches, because, as always, who knows when I will actually have time to finish them.

Do you ever feel like you don’t really belong anywhere? Not with your friend group or family or clubs, and it’s not the people there it’s you. Like you’re just sorta there and missing out on some joke everybody gets but you and it’d all be okay if you never were there 


Sigrun + Personality Types (insp.)


Because I’m still very salty about that person calling me a homophobe, I feel I have to state the obvious on this blog:


  • Me: Yeah, but that's so unfair! You can't just do that to a student!
  • Mom: Ooooo~ Is someone so upset becuase they have a secret crush?
  • Me: No! Of course not! I have a boyfriend!
  • Brother: Pfft! Yeah, mom! She's getting married to Hinata Shouyou next week!
  • Me: *Gasps* Oh my god! Don't tell her!
I still like you. Tell me you do not like me, and maybe it would hurt enough that I would let go. I am not sure.
—  10:34pm thoughts// actually, no, I’m not fine and certainly not okay