i'm just gonna cry i guess

I edited my Youtube video that had my ex bestfriend in it. I’m trying so not to cry. It’s been 5 months and it just feels like I get more sadder and anti-social everyday. But I can’t forget she’s the one who said the first transphobic thing to me and made me like girls again.
Maybe this year I’ll make newer better friends since I just got in contact with a old friend yesterday :3

McHanzo Week 2016, Day 2 - Domestic Life
I wanted to draw them painting each other the walls in their new house (does this count?)¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Tbh I don’t really like how it turned out but I still want to post something every day of The Week™, so here it goes, I guess

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based on sully and sumia’s support in the harvest scramble (which was so gay, just go read it) 

sully finally accepted to take part to the beauty contest but only…. if sumia was with her 8D 

PLEASE DO NOT REPOST/EDIT/USE WITHOUT MY PERMISSION

I really shouldn’t have done this Kickstarter. It’s making me unbearably anxious about everything. I’m just lying here wanting to cry for no reason. Maybe I should just shut down the campaign. I asked people whether or not I should do this and they told me I should try…and I guess I’m glad I did. I always would’ve wondered, you know? But everyone’s broke and young and…yeah. And I’m really anxious and I feel horrible and I’m gonna’ try and go to sleep. 

okay guess who’s sleepy ?? that’s right, me !!! so i’m gonna literally go through just the birthday page asks i have now & then imma crawl into bed and watch gilmore girls till i sleep. sorry i’m taking so long with the blog rates etc but i am trying to make sure i at least get through a few a day now <333 i’m sorry, thank you, and i love you all, really, thanks so much for being so patient with me!!!

i know there are a tonne of these but i just need to tell people how much I love, adore and respect Min Yoongi.  He’s pretty much laid his heart out on an international platform for us and honestly like he’s been through so much I am so proud of him for what he’s done, what he’s doing and what he’ll do in the future. 

I’m honoured that he has decided to share himself with us. Please continue to support and love him as well as the rest of bangtan.

Thank you Yoongi, for everything. 

*note, this post is talking about my broken finger. I’ve placed it below the cut for anyone who’s squeamish/uncomfortable with the topic*

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Does it really hurt all the time? I guess I just assumed broken fingers don’t hurt that much because my broken fingers only ever hurt when doctors were poking at them

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GUYS I’M STILL SCREAMING TO THE HEAVENS ABOUT THE REAL PEANUT (MY COUSIN’S DAUGHTER) BEING BORN YESTERDAY SO I WROTE THIS BECAUSE I HAVE TO DEAL WITH ALL THE EMOTIONS I’M FEELING

HEY @tall-butt GUESS WHAT

IT GOT WORSE HAHAHAHAHAHA

A sharp cry breaks the relative silence in a recovery room on the fifth floor of the Brooklyn Methodist Hospital. It rises and falls like a shrill siren, almost as tiny as the human producing it. It slices through Jake’s unconsciousness, rousing his instincts before his brain is fully awake. He blinks, and he’s standing over a plastic bassinet, staring down at a red-faced baby swaddled in a soft pink blanket.

“Sh, sh, sh, it’s okay,” he whispers, lifting her up and marveling for what has to be the hundredth time at how light she is. “It’s okay, Maya, I’m here. I’ve got you.”

He holds her close to his chest, ghosting his hand lightly over the back of her head and running it down her tiny back. Her cries are still sharp, but they’re muffled against his chest. He glances at Amy and sighs in relief when he sees that she’s still sound asleep in the hospital bed. Good, he thinks. After 32 hours of intense labor and nine months of growing an actual human being before that, it’s definitely his turn.

“C’mere, Maya,” he whispers to his hours-old daughter, bouncing her lightly as he moves back toward the little futon he’d been asleep on just minutes earlier. He perches on the edge and carefully swings his legs up until he’s reclined against the lumpy mattress far enough that Maya lays across his chest. “I love you,” he says, craning his neck down to press his lips against her head. “You’re the most perfect little girl in the whole wide world and I will love you forever and ever. I’ll love you for the rest of my life.” He closes his eyes and rubs her back, and it occurs to him that his palm covers her entire back. “My dad, he was such…he was just a shit dad. He was the worst. So I don’t really know…how to be a dad. I mean, I watched Terry and stuff, and I guess I’m a godfather to Ava and Ellie, but…that’s different. It’s different, right?” Maya kicks her tiny foot against his ribs, and he smiles, thinking to himself that it’s about time he took the brunt of her kicks rather than Amy. “Yeah, you’re right. I guess what I’m trying to tell you is…I’m gonna mess up. A lot. Because I don’t know what I’m doing. But I promise…I swear I’ll never leave you. Either of you.” He turns his head toward his still-sleeping wife, hardly absorbing the way the dull moonlight makes her skin appear to glow through his own delirium. “I’m rambling. Sorry. I love you so much, Peanut. So much.”

He isn’t sure when he stops talking or when he falls asleep, but he wakes up to a sharp kick to his ribs, bright sunlight pouring through the window behind him, and a strange, muffled sound from Amy’s bed. He opens his eyes blearily and his hands automatically reach to grab at the warm, soft weight against his chest.

“Don’t move, don’t move,” Amy’s voice urges him. He turns his head and finds himself staring at her phone, and he furrows his brow until he realizes she’s snapping dozens of pictures. Tears are streaming down her pale cheeks but she’s got this impossibly huge grin on her face. “Oh my God you guys look so cute.”

He smiles sleepily and closes his eyes, happier and more content than he’s ever been in his life. He flexes his fingers against Maya’s back and adjusts his head to lay a little more comfortably. “Love you guys,” he mumbles. 

Watching Gravity Falls with my roommate who has never seen it:

Tourist Trapped

Me: So do you want me to tell you what all the cryptograms are or do you want to try and figure them out by yourself? Also should I point out background things and clues or not? Also tell me what you think about—

Roommate: Can I maybe just watch this like a person?

Legend of the Gobblewonker

Roommate: Are you…crying?

Me: …M-maybe….

Roommate: …Um…I guess it is kinda sad that Stan is lonely…

Me: YOU WOULDN’T UNDERSTAND!

Headhunters

Roommate: Are you…still crying?

Me: SHUT UP.

Roommate: But it’s not even sad, he’s just watching tv with that dumb wax figure.

Me: I’VE GOT GLITTER IN MY EYE.