i know i missed someone

Listen I’m bi as Heck and as much as I love girls, I also love boys? Boys are amazing and pure and liking boys is a wonderful feeling? I never see a lot of posts talking about cute boys so

Some Boy Aesthetics™ I’m in love with include:

Their tired grins? Have you seen a cute boy grin when he’s tired? Life Changing

Sleeves rolled up to forearms is all good and Well but also when they have Sweater Paws in their hoodies or jumpers? Makes the tallest of them seem so smol? I’m lov?

When they run their hand through their hair and it sticks up in places and it looks So Good

Collar Bones

Soft pudgy stomachs they absolutely make me melt

When ya boy gets flustered A++ Bonus points if he giggles Boys giggling is Everything

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Threw around some ideas with @nerdaday and gave our favorite gals some matching bezzie mate sweaters 😖

Sometimes, I’ll just be going about my day and it’s just an average Tuesday and then sometimes – this feeling hits me out of nowhere.

This super heavy feeling in my chest that makes me feel like I can’t breathe sometimes.

And sometimes, when that feeling hits me, it feels like you’re with me and I can breathe again.

And in that moment, I will laugh because I remember something funny you did or how easily and unconditionally you made me feel love – especially today, in a world that doesn’t seem to love easily. A world that doesn’t seem to love at all.

And somehow, even if just in that moment, it seems like I’ll be okay again.
Maybe not today.
But someday.
Someday I’ll be okay again.

The world around us may have changed, but we haven’t.

And then sometimes, I remember you’re gone… but then, I’ll remember your smile.

And then I smile.

—  I miss you. I miss you so much.

‘Let me tell you a story.’

‘I swung once’

‘I missed’

‘Then I swung,’

‘and I swung again’

‘Missed both times’

‘This went on for several hours’

‘I swung once again’

‘Missed’

‘Then I passed out in the snow’

“I woke up’

‘And swung’

‘Guess what?’

‘I missed’

@caretaker-au

Dear Strange Man on the Train,

At 11 o’clock at night, you moved across the train car to sit far too close to two girls about half your age so you could interrupt our conversation to tell us how pretty we are. We said thank you, have a good night, and went back to our conversation.

You interrupted us a second time to say that you didn’t want to bother us, but we needed to hear it, how pretty we are. We said cool, thanks, have a good night, and went back to our conversation.

You interrupted us a third time to say you wouldn’t say anything else, you didn’t want to bother us, you just had to let us know. We said have a good night, and went back to our conversation.

This seemed to perplex you. You came all that way across a train car to bestow upon us this life altering knowledge - the fact we were pretty - and all you got was a polite thank you? You grumbled about gratitude, about how you better not end up on facebook, were we putting you on facebook? Why was my friend looking at her phone? Was she putting you on facebook? All you’d done was tell us we were pretty.

At this point, my friend says, “Sir, we’re trying to have a conversation. Please don’t be disrespectful.”

This was when you got angry. Disrespectful? YOU? For taking the time out of your day to tell us we were pretty? Did we know we were pretty?

“Yes, we knew,” says my friend.

Well, that was the last straw. How dare we know we were pretty! Sure, you were allowed to tell us we were pretty, but we weren’t allowed to think it independently, without your permission! And if we had somehow already known - perhaps some other strange man had informed us earlier in the day - we certainly weren’t allowed to SAY it! Where did we get off, having confidence in ourselves? You wanted us to know we were pretty, sure, but only as a reward for good behavior. We were pretty when you gifted it upon us with your words, and not a moment before! You raged for a minute about how horrible we were for saying we thought we were pretty, how awful we turned out to be.

I took a page out of your book and interrupted you. “Sir, you said you wouldn’t say anything else, and then you kept talking,” I said. “You complimented us, we said thank you, and we don’t owe you anything else. It’s late, you’re a stranger, and I don’t want to talk to you. We’ve tried to disengage multiple times but you keep bothering us.”

At this point, our train pulled into the next stop. My friend suggested we leave, so we got up and went to the door.

Seeing your last chance, you lashed out with the killing blow. “I was wrong!” you shouted at us as we left, “You’re ugly! You’re both REALLY UGLY!”

Fortunately, since our worth as human beings is in no way dependent upon how physically attractive you find us, my friend and I were unharmed and continued on with our night. She walked home; I switched to the next train car and sat down.

So, strange man, I know you’re confused. I don’t know if you’ll think about anything I said to you, but I hope you do learn this: when you give someone something - a gift, a compliment, whatever - with stringent stipulations about how they respond to it, you are not giving anything. You are setting a trap. It is not as nice as you think it is.

But you’ll be happy to know that when I sat down in the next car, a strange man several seats over called, “Hey, pretty girl. Nice guitar. How was your concert?”

“Thanks. Good,” I said, then looked away and put on my headphones, the universal sign for ‘I’d like to be left alone.’

“Wow. Fine. Whatever. Fucking bitch,” he said.

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I’m honestly shocked at how well received the alphabet dogs were, so please enjoy four more in my terrible art style: @tempurafriedhappiness, @smoothexpression, @molosseraptor and @sidetongue.

How Dan and Phil probably broke up #23
  • Dan: Phil you left all the cupboard doors open again
  • Phil: godDANit

# YOUR OTP WILL NEVER

# get an entire episode dedicated to them right after an unanswered proposal because of a car accident  # I asked her to marry me and a truck came out of nowhere # with one of the characters in a coma while pregnant # the two of them singing that they mean the world to each other # and the one who is almost dying singing when you’re on your own, I’ll send you a sign just so you know that I am me, the universe and you# nope, your OTP will never… 

anonymous asked:

who are the blogs you think your followers should follow the most? like your absolute, pinnacle faves!!

omg this is not… easy i love every blog that i follow!!! but my dash wouldn’t be the same without @czeornys @cindurellas @apollonic @adaestra @njmphadora @artbreaths @pattroklos @kavinskiies @czernynoaah @cuipid @persrephone @savagekaz @rykesmeadow @softlykaz @minjard @biasami 

i’m 100% sure i missed someone important but these are the blogs that first came to my mind so please pLeASE check my blogroll for more quality blogs 

anonymous asked:

So, can we get your head cannons on the X-Boys being asked to go dress shopping for date night?

Alex Summers

This boy is fucking whipped and will do whatever you want because he just loves being with you. Plus he gets to help you out in the dressing room.

Scott Summers

He would probably be a little irritated until you walked out of the dressing room with a skimpy little number on and he busts a nut right there and tries to fuck you in the dressing room.

Erik Lehnsherr

Doesn’t mind too much. He will probably drift of in the store and find something to look at. The excited look in your eyes when you find something that you just love is worth it if he has to spend a while in one store.

Charles Xavier

He has endless patience, especially after running the school for so long, so if you’re taking a little too long then he’ll be fine waiting for you. 

Hank McCoy

He’s never liked clothes shopping but will come willingly and probably carries everything you pick out.

Warren Worthington

This boy is just as whipped as Alex and will buy you anything you want and will go where ever you want because, “Whatever my baby girl wants, my baby girl gets.”

Kurt Wagner

He has quite the fashion sense and loves to shop with you because you both pick out stuff for each other and sometimes the choices are a little bit out there but you try them on anyway.

The New Day’s got your back Seth! Hopefully their power of positivity will help him have a speedy recovery! If not, they better wheel Seth to Wrestlemania so he can beat up Triple H with a crutch.

After they make a quick stop at Trip’s house though.