i want to stop worrying

I’m seeing a lot of young transgender or non-binary people out there freaking out or going completely silent and removing all their info from their bios in light of the recent news in America. And I get that, I really, truly do.

But I also want you guys to know that it’s safe to come talk to me if you’re feeling pressured or scared or angry or whatever you’re feeling. If you’re comfortable with talking to me, go for it. :)

Secondly, if you’ve spoken to me about your gender for whatever reason, and are feeling scared about someone else finding out or you being being outed for any reason, please know that I will never reveal anything we have spoken about, anything you have sent to me or asked me about (as an anon or not) to anyone. What we discuss is private, and unless you give me permission to respond publicly or speak about it to others, it will stay between us. Always.

Happy birthday precious child *^*

All I want is to stop having to keep this a secret. I want to be able to hold your hands and tell our friends about the date we went on last night. I want to stop hiding, stop worrying what will happen if someone finds out. I want to stop wondering if maybe I’m not worth it to you.

Lio making it known that he doesn’t find filming ducks as interesting as I do.


WESTWORLD | 1.10 | Felix & Maeve

Are you sure you’re gonna be okay?

princess-kidatheart17  asked:

What if in the series Aunt Cass gets overprotective of Hiro because he's the only family she has left? Not to the point to make Hiro feel like running away, but the poor woman wouldn't want anything else to happen to her nephew and she'd sometime be a little invasive into his life, especially if she's not aware about his superhero life and FREAKS OUT when she learns.

She would be though! She wouldn’t realize how overprotective she’s being at first; she just wants to keep tabs on Hiro and make sure he’s safe and cared for. I think if Hiro still hasn’t told her about his superhero identity in the series, she would feel a little hurt that he’s keeping things from her. Lying about where he’s going at night (yeah, “studying with friends”) or keeping secrets about the villains he faces. If she had to find out on her own, she wouldn’t know whether or not to feel proud that he’s helping the city or disappointed/furious/scared that he didn’t tell her and that his safety is at risk. At the end of the day, she just doesn’t want to lose another nephew. 

Okay. Stop.

Don’t doubt yourself. Don’t.

All the people around you can and will (which is normal), including the ones you care about the most, of course.

But you? Nope. Absolutely not.

Why? Because you’re wrong.

You can do it. You can.

Sure it may look like you’re at the end of the line but just stop for a minute. Look at where you’re standing now, and look how far you’ve gone.

All that crap thrown at you and that you’ve trudged through all this time.

You did that. YOU.

And I don’t know about you but, that is awesome.

And you know what else is awesome about that? You’re still here.

And if you’re still reading this, then I’m willing to bet that you’ll still be here later. Or tomorrow. Or the day after that. Or the day after that. Or the day after that. Or the day after that.

People will doubt you. Maybe not at first, but once they do, it’s usually a continuous downpour from there. The people you love are usually the last ones, too, because they’re the ones closest to having the patience of saints. Terrible timing, isn’t it?

And it hurts. GOD, does it hurt. To have all of them look at you and think that all the effort you’ve made wasn’t worth it? That everything you did was ‘exaggerated’ and ‘unnecessary’? Nothing can literally make you feel more like shit than that.

But here’s the thing. You’re still here. I know, I said that already, but that fact alone is what makes this all so amazing.

Despite everything, you’re still pushing yourself. You’re still reading this and you’re still fighting.

That is amazing.

You are amazing.

So please don’t doubt yourself. You may not know it yet, but pretty soon, everything will be okay.

And if you really feel like giving up, then okay. Sure. But I certainly won’t. (And trust me, that’s gonna be annoying as hell so better just forget about giving up entirely)

Don’t doubt yourself. If you do, then that’s unfortunate because I don’t.

I believe in you.

You can do it. :)

» jealousy sentence meme

Feel free to adjust sentences to make it fit your muse better!

  • ❝ Why do you still talk to them? ❞
  • ❝ I don’t want you to talk to them. ❞
  • ❝ Do you like them better than me? ❞
  • ❝ I’m not jealous! ❞
  • ❝ Are you jealous? ❞
  • ❝ We’re just friends, you have nothing to worry about. ❞
  • ❝ They don’t see you as just a friend, you know. ❞
  • ❝ I know you like them a lot. ❞
  • ❝ Why are you always home so late? ❞
  • ❝ I just don’t want to feel like I’m competing against them. ❞
  • ❝ They’re not good enough for you. ❞
  • ❝ Can you stop staring at them? ❞
  • ❝ I don’t want to worry, but I always do when they’re here. ❞
  • ❝ You look at them in the way I want you to look at me. ❞
  • ❝ What do you even see in them? ❞
  • ❝ Are you cheating on me with them? ❞
  • ❝ Hello… I’m here too. ❞
  • ❝ No, it’s fine. Keep talking to them instead of me. ❞
  • ❝ Why do you take hours to answer my texts but you always immediately reply to them? ❞
  • ❝ I just want to feel like I’m special to you. ❞
  • ❝ If you like them more, maybe you should date them instead. ❞
  • ❝ Don’t like their pictures! ❞

Does anyone else worry about Junhui too much? I always look at him in videos to make sure he’s being included and he’s usually at the back. Him and minghao used to be the quiet ones who were isolated together, but now Minghao is closer to Mingyu and Junhui isn’t especially close to anyone. It breaks my heart. I just want to stop worrying about him this much.

would like a brainial surgery that removes the ability for me to think about the future so i can stop worrying and wanting to die 

Open When You’re Jealous

Dear El,

      Now why are you jealous, Elliott? You ought to know by now that you are the most wonderful guy that I know, and of course I wouldn’t trade you for the world. You mean everything to me, and I can’t imagine throwing all of this away for anybody. You are by far the most handsome, cutest, sweetest, most loving, most caring, best looking, most genuine, most AMAZING person I have ever met, let alone dated!! You could do so much better than me, but I am so blessed to have this chance with you, love. So you never have to worry about me leaving you for someone else or even flirting with somebody else! I would not want to mess up something as special as this. So stop worrying, goofball!!!



Happy anniversary FNAF 2! This game continues to be my favorite out of all of them! AlsoitgaveusthegiftofToyFreddysoitsthebest:P

anonymous asked:

In love with your witch story?(!) *swoon*

Me too!! I’m a little over thirty pages into writing it, but the entire thing is outlined and it’s become this sort of barely contained animal. I originally penned it as a short story about a boy who is a late bloomer with his magic and then it became… probably a tome once it’s done.

It really didn’t take off the way I wanted it to until I stopped worrying about writing what I thought everyone else would want, and started writing the story that I wanted to read.

anonymous asked:

hello, how are you? I just got done watching an episode of dr who where the dead can still feel their bodies after death, i know that my logical brain says ''of course they don't feel anything, dummy,'' but you know our big animal brain, it won't stop bugging me. So i wanted to get an answer from you. maybe i''ll stop worrying haha. Thank youuu~

You cannot feel your body after death.

jimin scenario | make me blush

♡ Wait, don’t pull away… Not yet.>> Jimin
 requested by anon

This had bad idea written all over it in fluorescent highlighter.

All the same, when Jimin had asked you to play as his girlfriend in front of his parents, it had been difficult to say no to those brown puppy-dog eyes.

((“I kind, of sort of, told them I was dating to stop them from worrying… and now they want to meet her…”

“Jimin, I can’t pretend to be your girlfriend.”

“Please? All you have to do is hold my hand for a few hours and tell them what a good boyfriend I am.”


“Pretty, pretty please with ice-cream and chocolate-fudge sauce on top.”


Now you’re sat on the couch with Jimin pressed to your side, your hand stuck in his, while you woodenly respond to questions thrown about by his parents. Your palm feels damp and clammy, but you can hardly pull away now.

“There’s no need to be so awkward around us, honey,” Jimin’s mother soothes, picking up on your rigid frame, your limbs set, and jaw locked.

Jimin’s father chuckles. “I bet these two lovebirds are just feeling embarrassed about having us around, right?” He flashes a smile your way. When his eyes crinkle up like that he looks just like his son.

“Oh, well then, maybe we should leave you alone for a little bit,” Jimin’s mother says, “Weren’t there dishes in the kitchen that needed cleaning up?” She tugs on her husband’s arm, and the two of them leave the room, but not before Jimin’s father can throw a “Have fun, you two!” behind him.

When the coast is clear, you unthread your fingers from Jimin’s.

Wait, don’t pull away… Not yet, Jimin warns.

Your brows wrinkle in confusion, as Jimin picks up your hand again. “If I know my parents well enough, they’re watching us through the cracked open door, just to check on us.”

Your cooled down palms grow clammy again. “And what exactly will they be expecting us to do now that we’re alone?”

Before you can think through the implications of that question, Jimin leans in, folding his arms around your shoulders, and placing a chaste kiss on your cheek. A rosy blush begins to radiate out from the spot his lips touched.

Outside the room, a gentle laugh issues, along with a murmur of “oh, to be young and in love…”

Jimin owes you one after this. He can start by buying you coffee… You wouldn’t say no to a proper kiss either. And judging from his glowing cheeks and averted eyes, neither would he.

A/N: Hehe… this idea was fun to work with~

Request a sentence from this list and a member and I’ll write more.