i live and breathe for you

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People need to keep their rude comments to themselves….
when someone is working on themselves to become a healthier better version for their self you should never make any sort or remarks disregarding they’re not doing well enough, they’re doing things wrong, they’re regressing etc….

Hell… my goals have changed so if you think I’m regressing you don’t deserve to see me when I reach my goal and go beyond my goal like I did during prep…

I worked MY ASS OFF on prep, lived, breathed, ate, slept prep that’s all I thought about and that’s why I was successful… I was strict and did thing to the T and I plan on doing the same with my bulk… I am NOT REGRESSING just because I’m bigger or you can’t see my abs I am BULKING and putting on muscle… completely different from cutting….

When someone has the guts to insult me on my progress wow… just you wait because I live and breath my training and wouldn’t have it any other way so just you wait…

I’m not trying to sound cocky but you shouldn’t have made that remarks that’s all I’m saying cause you’re going to feel like a fool cause you made a very strong headed girl mad and more determined than before

It’ll All Be Okay

Pairing: Grayson Dolan x reader

Word Count: 438 words.

Warnings: Panic attack and a bit of swearing. 

Summary: Grayson gets a panic attack and you help him through it.

A/N: I re-watched their video “You’re Not Alone” and Grayson saying he gets panic attacks from time to time really stuck with me and I had to write this. 

Originally posted by thedolangifs

Grayson doesn’t know you’re at their apartment when he slams the door shut. It’s been a shitty day so you needed your boyfriend, but it turns out he needs you more. You wait for a second but he doesn’t come into the living room. Instead, you find him sunken down against the door with his eyes closed. 

“Gray?” you ask hearing his breathing slowly quicken. 

“I don’t feel good,” he whispers breathing in and out very quickly. 

“Breathe with me, okay?” you say sitting down in front of him. You breathe slowly but Grayson can’t do the same. You intertwine your fingers with his fingers and he squeezes tightly. 

“I can’t!” he gasps and you notice the panic in his voice. 

“You’re having a panic attack, Gray. You need to breathe,” you say keeping your voice gentle. The last thing you want to do is stress him more. You notice his forehead getting a bit sweaty and you get up to grab a wet cloth. You place it on his forehead offering him a smile. 

“I’m sorry,” he whispers still breathing way too quickly. You can literally hear his heartbeat. 

“Don’t be sorry. It’ll be okay. Just try to breathe,” you whisper kissing the top of his head. There are a couple of tears running down his cheeks that you catch with your thumb. Five minutes later Grayson manages to relax a little and his breathing slows down. 

“That’s it. Good,” you whisper hugging him tightly. He hugs you back hiding his face in the crook of your neck. For a while, you just sit there letting Grayson know that you’re there for him. 

“How long have you been getting these panic attacks?” you ask concerned. 

“A couple of weeks. I didn’t tell you because I didn’t want to worry you,” he replies though his words a little muffled. 

“You can tell me these things. I’ll always be there when you need me, baby.” Some time later, you get up from the floor and head to his room. 

“Can I ask you something?” he says looking at you. Your limbs are tangled together and you’re lying so closely that you can feel his breath on your skin. 

“Sure,” you say pecking his lips quickly. 

“How did you get so good at handling panic attacks?” 

“I used to get them when I was younger. Mostly when my parents were arguing. It got better after the divorce,” you say with a sad smile. 

“I’m sorry,” Grayson whispers. 

“It’s not that big of a deal. Like it’s easy to say it’ll all be okay. But that’s always the way it goes.”

anonymous asked:

don't worry, you're not the reason the planet is low on water. corporations are responsible for most of the planet's destruction. if we really need to save water - we have to make corporations be more responsible in their water usage. same goes for people with large lawns who water their gardens. that's a big water waster there too :(

Why have you sent this message to me. Do you think I don’t know my facts about global water consumption? I know EVERY fact about global water consumption. I compose sestinas about corporate water consumption in my sleep. The fucking president calls me up when he needs to know a thing about water consumption. I eat, sleep, live and breathe this shit. Stat life. 24/7 365 corporate indifference to the public good stays on my mind. You come into my house, where I blog about cats, and suggest that I don’t know a thing? Unbelievable.

And then there are people who will come into your life, people we don’t expect to give such an impact in our lives, people who touched the areas in our lives we once thought were untouchable. That despite the walls we’ve built to protect ourselves and the ones outside it, they have managed to enter it. That despite the uncertainties and the fears we harbored, we can’t help but allow them to stay in our lives, even if we’re unsure if it’s the right thing to do. And words will never be enough to explain but I guess when someone like that comes along, the world and the air you breathe feels a bit different.

anonymous asked:

#i could write sonnets to that belly <- I challenge you to write that sonnet about Link's belly :D

Shall I compare thee to a Georgia peach?
Thou art more supple and more delicate.
Rough hands do stroke to cause delighted screech
And bearded jaw scratch keen trails upon it.
    So long as Rhett can breathe, or eyes can see,
    So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.

anonymous asked:

I like how you respond to Jungkook's rudeness IN ALL CAPS LIKE THIS, LIKE HE IS THE RUDEST AND HOTTEST SPECIMEN ON THE PLANET AND HE MAKES YOU SUFFER ENDLESSLY. YOU WANT TO QUIT HIM, BUT YOU JUST CAN'T, BECAUSE THE HOLD OF THE ALMIGHTY THIGHS IS TOO MUCH TO LET GO!

YES HE DOES AND I CAN’T EVEN BREATH. DON’T GET ME STARTED ON THAT GODDAMN EXPONENTIAL GROWTH OF HIS !! I WANT TO FIGHT HIM BUT THEN I WANT TO PET HIM AND BUY HIM SOME ICE CREAM ??!! HE’S LIKE A REPRESENTATION OF THE “TWO POLES FROM OPPOSITES SIDES WILL MINGLE AND SUDDENLY SHOW UP TO RUIN LIVES ” LOLLL

ktzen  asked:

hey i hate 2 ask you and you're not obligated to answer but i'd like to hear a mormon perspective on if animals go to heaven or not? i'm not rlly well versed in lds beliefs but idk other sects think they will, others think they won't? by no means you have to answer this i just want to know, so answer if you'd like!! (also i love mimi kiss her for me)

well, a lot of people including myself say that yes, animals do go to heaven!! but if you wanna get deep into mormon teachings or whatever heres what i got 

from the scriptures, we know that animals have living souls from god, who “breathed into them the breath of life” (moses 3:19). we also know that “not one hair, neither mote, shall be lost” from the plants and animals god created (doctrine and covenants 29:23-25). god also promised he “will make them to lie down safely” in the last days (hosea 2:18).

in jesus’s teachings of the sparrows “are not five sparrows sold for two farthings, and not one of them is forgotten before god?” (luke 12:5). if the sparrows aren’t forgotten than why would god forget any other animal?? unless he just likes sparrows i mean sparrows are neat

if you wanna talk prophets, in president joseph fielding smith’s october 1928 conference address, he said, “the animals, the fishes of the sea, the fowls of the air, as well as man, are to be recreated, or renewed, through the resurrection, for they too are living souls.” he also wrote in answers to gospel questions’ that “animals do have spirits and that through the redemption made by our savior they will come forth in the resurrection to enjoy the blessing of immortal life.”

tl;dr: yes! mormons do believe animals go to heaven. thank u for going to me to ask, i feel flattered

anonymous asked:

Any ship of your choice with "my friend locked me outside naked. Help."

Eddy heard the frantic knocking on his door. There was heavy breathing on the other side of the door.

“Who’s there?” He called out.

“”My… friend l-locked me outside naked. Help.”

That voice.

Eddy opened the door.

It was Edd.

“What the hell…”

“Eddy, y-you live in this building?” Edd asked looking as if he were going to faint dead away.

“Get in here! I don’t know what to ask first. Ed, Double Dee is here, get a bath robe!”

The three sat seperately from one another in the living room. All Edd could do was stare at his feet. Ed kept asking if anyone wanted anything, but Eddy wanted Edd to explain himself.

“So, you run off with a girl when high school ends, don’t speak to us, and then you’ve been living here in the same building for some time.”

Edd finally looked up. “I was wrong.”

“Of course you were! Have you been with that whore all this time?”

“Don’t call her that.” Edd gritted staring back to his feet.

“But, Double Dee, where are your clothes?” Ed asked.

He slowly looked up and stared both his friends in the eyes. “We never did it. She wanted to. When we got in the bed, I couldn’t do it. I felt scared. And she threw me out.”

“She dumped you?”

“I wouldn’t say…”

“She threw you out butt naked! She dumped you, Double Dee!” Eddy screamed. “You are smarter then this. Don’t act as if nothing happened.”

Ed saw how Edd and Eddy looked at one another, It was the same look they’d always give one another. A wanting look filled with love. 

“Thank you,” Edd sniffled. “I should never have left you guys. Can you ever forgive me?”

Ed was first to hug him. “We could never stay mad at you, Double Dee.”

Eddy stood up from his seat. Edd looked over Ed’s shoulder to meet his eyes. “As long as you don’t show up naked again, I forgive you.”

Edd smiled at this.

anonymous asked:

Oh, now that makes sense! Lol. I also wanted to find out if we're both the same age hahaha. For some reason, I'm keen on making a new friend 😅 you seem to be very friendly :)

I don’t know much people who also like yuri (the pains of living in a hetero-dominated realm) that’s why I like having friends here in Tumblr. I’m not really this friendly in real life (not that I don’t try). 😅 Most people say I’m too intimidating so it’s a breath of fresh air when some says I’m being friendly here. 😂 I am up for conversation about yuri so message me anytime. 😉

It genuinely bothers me how good an idea Danny Phantom was. The premise of a teenage ghost superhero fighting evil spirits while living in the home of his ghost hunter parents is such a truly fresh idea I’m astonished it happened at all. There were so many problems with the show and I can’t tell if they were the fault of the creators or Nickelodeon trying to keep it too close to Fairly Odd Parents instead of letting this brilliant idea breath and act as its own entity. Can you imagine how amazing this show would have been in a post Adventure Time post Avatar environment that would have allowed it to explore the narrative it was clearly interested in weaving? The potential this show had bothers me so much.

This is for you.
For the days when you feel like,
there is nothing left for you to feel,
As though the whole universe had come together
To conspire against you
And take away all that’s left of you.

For the nights when you feel
Heavy and restless
From the weight of your eyelids
that has seen too much.
Entertaining the repetitive dialogues
in your head that never ceases.
Unsettled.

You live your life
with a series of misunderstandings
And the concept of happiness
has never seem so
foreign to you.

This is for you.

You struggle to find meaning;
Any purpose or reasons to
live this life for one more day
When it hurts most to even breathe.

But darling,
I promise you that one day
The universe will be kinder and
You will find so much love that
You shall be whole again.

Those days you spent in the dark;
The nights that consumed you whole
And the mornings that arrived late in pieces
reflects nothing but your courage
to carry on, to travel further.

This is for you.

One day,
The warm sun will rise and
days will no longer seem dull and long.
The hurt will be over.
You will lustre.

You will be okay.
Eventually.

—  fhlvx 
Dearest Jane Fans –

I want to begin this letter by telling you about the magic of Brett Dier.  He took a character – built from the beginning with secrets and moral lapses – and made him so likable, so funny, so sincere in all the right ways, that most of our writers’ room became #teammichael by the end of the first season.  And I honestly don’t think I’ll ever love a moment on our show as much as I loved Michael’s vows to Jane…  Which is to say, this was a devastating episode for us to write.

It was also a decision made very early on, when I thought about our story as a whole.  And even in season one, I knew it would be a hard thing to actually do, which is why there was a line (which many of you noticed) about how Michael would never stop loving Jane.  And the Narrator confirmed, “For as long as Michael lived, until he drew his very last breath, he never did.”  Honestly, I put that line into the script at the last minute to hold our feet to the fire, to make sure we went through with it.  Because even back then, the writers could all see the magic of Jane and Michael together.  Not to mention Rogelio and Michael!    

The other reason I put that line in the script was to prepare you… a little.  If the writers and actors loved Michael so much, then I knew it would be devastating for the fans.  So then, the only surprise we had left, was when…

And again – that goes back to the magic of Brett Dier.  Originally, I thought Michael would die earlier.  But Brett is such an incredible actor – he gave us such great comedy and drama and first-rate exposition delivery (!), often all in one scene.  And he and Gina… well, there’s that word again – magic.  So, we changed some things in the writers’ room.  Jane and Michael got married.  They had sex. They moved into their first home. And I’m so glad we did that and I’m so glad all those firsts for Jane were with Michael.  But this is a telenovela, as we so frequently remind you.  And we are only at our midpoint.

You’ll recall, back in the pilot, Jane was on a path.  Things were mapped out.  And then she was accidentally artificially inseminated and everything changed.  Well now, everything is changing again.  How does our romance-loving hero move on, how does she get back the light and the hope…?

Well, it’s certainly not quick.  And that’s why we’re now three years later in our story.  We’ll be flashing back to those three years and filling in gaps, but mining emotions realistically is something we work hard on and we knew the immediate pain of that loss would overwhelm our storytelling.  After talking to grief counselors, this felt like the right time to reenter Jane’s journey.  She’ll always feel Michael’s absence (and trust me, we will too), but it opens up our storytelling in new and exciting ways, while allowing for the light and bright Jane world that we love to write.  

Which brings me to something I feel really badly about.  The timing.  I’ve had so many tweets lately about how Jane is a bright spot these days. And I know you just watched a gut punch of an episode.  So, I just wanted to reassure you that Jane’s optimism will rise up.

Thank you guys so much for watching the show, for caring so passionately, and for going on our journey. And thank you so much to Brett. For his talent.  His passion.  His humor on set.  Michael will be missed in Jane’s world, just as Brett is already missed in ours.  

With love,

Jennie Urman