anonymous asked:

I just want to go back to the old me. The me that everybody loved. The one that could eat a whole meal without thinking about how fat I am. The person that could stand in a room of people she doesn't know and socialize without having a panic attack. The me that admired my stretch marks because it showed how different I am. The girl without scars....

❤ ily

anonymous asked:

Honestly, I still haven't read the last chapter of MOC because of how much I know you can hurt me with it (no I am not scarred by previous fanfic authors... And not I am not in denial...)


if you hang on for 1-2 more chapters, then you’ll be able to read through the most intense angst bit and get some reconciliation. I’m personally not a fan of fanfic where the leads are kept apart during chapters with 2 separate plot lines as I show up pretty much just for main ship interaction. You can expect, even when separate, Hollstein to be in touch with each other shortly. 

But yeah, chapter 13 was a little mean of me ;)


Am I the only one scarred from this bad ending??? Okay, I mean it is hot how Jumin goes Fifty Shades all over you lol. But now when I’m playing the game to get Jumin’s GE I can’t help but to think that I’m still talking to that part of him. Am I the only one? Because when I woke up all I could think of was THIS. FUCKING. GAME.

At 2 am, I hate my life. I slit my wrists, and I silently scream into my pillow. But at 3 pm, I love life. I can’t help myself from laughing so hard I snort and a couple tears leak from my eyes. I’m a mystery, even to myself.
—  M.E

1/11/17 Good news, everyone! 

You remember how I’m always talking about how I want to get a time machine so I can go back to the 1800s and join that one fencing society where everyone wears a fencing mask with holes over the cheeks so you can get a dashing scar with which to impress romantic prospects?

And also remember how there was a feral cat inside the roof and we didn’t know how to get him down?

Well, there is no longer a cat in the roof and I no longer need a time machine to acquire a dashing facial scar! I am so dashing right now, you would not believe it. So very, very dashing. Dashing smells like bactine!

Since he was forcibly removed from the premises, The Small Grey Lump That Goes Meow has been staaaaaring sadly in the window at us, hoping fortune will smile upon him and he will someday return to the Safe Warm Place With Hot And Cold Running Rodent Supply. (Except they stop running when you bite them.)


3 asks? We’ll give this a try~

I’ve been needing to study Cullen’s face. I’ve done 4 faces before I’m like this: 

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Sleep is now before I draw more of his non-existent face shape.

my roommate has a new boyfriend and he asked me to head out for a bit to give them privacy, so i went to the cinema and told him the time that it would be over just to give him plenty of notice because i’m not going to walk the streets at night on my own. And i come home to the two of them having sex. i can never unhear that.