idk if i even like it

Is it just me, or do people feel bad when others buy you something or they have to cause you have no money.

Like I always feel like that or a burden cause it’s like I can’t help split the food bill or I can’t buy whatever. And I’m making someone waste their own money on me and I feel like I’m irritating them with that.

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The KTD. Magazine : Meet the most notorious criminals in Ketterdam

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Whether you come back by page or by the big screen, Hogwarts will always be there to welcome you home.

When you hear that Lay will not be promoting with exo for their comeback but then you also hear that he’s coming back to Seoul to shoot and perform with them so now you’re all confused and are in need of some answers

what I found in you | 01

Originally posted by jkguks

jungkook x reader slight angst, smut

12,820 words

a/n: remember that time i posted a long list of fic ideas n stuff i was writing and this wasn’t on it? oops! this was originally gonna be a oneshot but things got way out of hand so, please forgive me for taking two months to write a 12K part one, i know i’m garbage. the next part will have a lot more angst so prepare yourselves, and once again thx @mysoftae this would never have come to fruition without you ;(

~ in which your ridiculously hot, annoying brat of a roommate keeps you up at all hours of the night, takes up all your space, is essentially trying to ruin your life, and is intent on sticking his dick in you


     You had always liked living alone.

     There were no one’s dishes to wash but your own, you could play your music as loud as you wanted, the only person you had to worry about your cat liking was yourself, nobody could complain about what spices you stunk up the place with, and most importantly, you never had to wear pants.

     You would have been content to live alone for the rest of your sad, lonely life enjoying nothing but those small pleasures.

     Then one day there was Jeon Jungkook, on his knees, hands clasped beneath his chin, looking up at you with those wide, glittering brown eyes of his. Maybe you would have said no if he hadn’t been blocking you up against the door to the library, if there hadn’t been a line of people building up behind him complaining about the two of you being in their way, if he actually would have moved when you grabbed his shoulder and tried to shove him to the side with all of your strength. That kid had been working out a little too much.

     Also, he was begging. That might have had something to do with it.

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"you dont need tools for witchcraft"

i know tons witches, espcially on tumblr, always say this but a lot of times it dosnt seem true. those same blogs posting about “not needing tools” (myself included) reblog photos of sparkiling crystals and decorated altars. in comparison, our own practice can seem inadequate. but remeber that witchcraft is an old practice, and while over centuries this practice has grown and changed, the basis of the craft is old as fuck. the mothers of our practice most likely didn’t have access to a houndred different crystals, the entire whole foods spice rack, and dozens of specialized tools. the mothers of our craft were creative and worked with what was locally available, not $30 organic vanilla beans flown in from mesoamerica (unless that just so happened to be where they lived). the mothers of our craft were nifty and clever, and knew how to make everything out of anything. so, while beautiful, shimmering, lovely items are always nice -and can make us /feel/ witchy- our witch moms founded this practice without them.

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Jeffrey dahmer, Charles Manson, Richard Ramirez, Dylan roof, Eric Harris, and Dylan klebold all lived at the same time during some point in their lives.

there’s something in you worth loving.

you heard me.

it can be as rudimentary as the charming way you smile, or how pleasant your laugh sounds. there is something. I know how difficult it is to conceptualize; I know it’s even harder to think that these positive things, even the small ones, make up for the void – make up for all the perceived negative way we see ourselves.

to be honest there’s a lot more about us to love than what we gives ourselves credit for. it never feels like enough; we need to either be more than ourselves or nothing at all. most of the time it feels like nothing at all. but it’s not like that.

if you didn’t know it today, you are worth loving. people do love you. there are people out there that will come to love you. and there’s always time to cultivate things in ourselves that people can come to love. we’re amazingly dynamic like this.

but don’t give up.

you are worth loving.