in the words of mean girls


would it mean that you were g a y, or a l e s b i a n, or whatever word you were supposed to call it, if you liked only one particular girl?

Mattie, a star student and passionate reader, is delighted when her English teacher announces the eighth grade will be staging Romeo and Juliet. And she is even more excited when, after a series of events, she finds herself playing Romeo, opposite Gemma Braithwaite’s Juliet. Gemma, the new girl at school, is brilliant, pretty, outgoing—and, if all that wasn’t enough: British.
As the cast prepares for opening night, Mattie finds herself growing increasingly attracted to Gemma and confused, since, just days before, she had found herself crushing on a boy named Elijah. Is it possible to have a crush on both boys AND girls? If that wasn’t enough to deal with, things backstage at the production are starting to rival any Shakespearean drama! In this sweet and funny look at the complicated nature of middle school romance, Mattie learns how to be the lead player in her own life.

This was an incredibly cute read. Sometimes I found myself eye-rolling at the… obnoxiousness of middle school drama but I’m sure I was that obnoxious in middle school, so I got over it.

I remember, when I was a… senior? Probably a senior, I couldn’t figure out why I was so weirdly obsessed with this girl and I spent most of the homecoming dance orchestrating ways to walk past her and honestly I sympathize with Mattie so much with this inner realization of ‘oh shit I’m not straight’, and my friend was the one who told me what I was feeling. Eventually, seven years later I realized I was asexual but that’s a different book.

“Just because I’m over Elijah doesn’t mean I can’t crush on a boy.”

*dances* explicit, positive bisexual representation in a middle grade book? This is a thing of beauty.

The ending wasn’t what I was expecting, not in the least, but now that I think about it, I think it’s definitely better that way.

10 out of 5 stars.

Rating: ★★★★★ (5/5 stars)

You’ve changed.

Pairing : Past!JaredxReader
Word count : 1,833
Author :Mel
A/N : More parts for @bigdaddymongoose.

Part 11 of ‘My son, Bringer of Storms.’

“Jared? What are you doing here?”

“I thought I’d come keep my favorite girl company.” He smiled. “Why, do you not want me here?”

“No, I mean.. I just.. I thought you were on your way back home.”

His smile was soft. “Not this weekend. Can I come in? Or do you really not want me here?”

“Sorry, come on in.”

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in the last three years ive been blessed enough to be able to connect with people all over the country and even some beyond the U.S. i cannot even put into words the smile it puts on my face reading these over and over, the stories of young girls talking about how they found the will to live, or were finally able to seek help, some saying that i helped them along the way. how I’m a bit unsure, but this is why I’m so open about mental health, this is why i talk about it even if it means being ridiculed by some because it means helping others. these mean the world to me so if you’ve ever sent me a letter please know you’ve made my day and impacted me in one way or another💖💖

ps to write to me :

Jessica Petty
PO Box 291
Roebling, NJ, 08554

anonymous asked:

I love love love love love your Bucky selfie. But he's in the mirror and the wrong arm is metal >.< Sorry! I love you! I'm sorry! *Hides*

Hi anon! ^^

Oh don’t worry, I know, but I always draw my selfies “not literally inverted” (I’m not sure of the word though). Even if it’s closer to reality, it seems off to me. I used to do it when I started to draw character selfies but then, seriously, having all the writings on T-shirts inverted or stuff like Bucky’s metal arm on the right, was really strange. Screw accuracy, I draw my pics not inverted, and you know, if you look at selfies on Instagram, people do invert them with softwares so that the right is on the right and the left on the left. I mean, look at this girl’s selfie, the writings on her cap are not inverted:

And also, I stopped to do it because I was fed up to deal with comments like “but his metal arm is the left one!!” and me copy/pasting “In a mirror, things are inverted” or people asking me: “What’s written on the T-shirt?”.

So don’t worry anon, I know xD That’s why my selfies are always, except for the old ones, reversed. :)

I love love love love love your Bucky selfie. 

Thank you ♥ I wasn’t really satisfied with it you know? I haven’t used these brushes and textures in a long time so, I was tempted to stop working on it more than once. I’m really happy that you, and my followers liked it! (and no need to hide xD)

Have a great day! ^^

Need [Rick Grimes x Reader]

Okay, but like imagine rick being super pissed about you trying to come up with a plan to defeat Negan and when you put your life on the line trying to go after him (kinda like sasha and rosita) you are stopped by either like daryl or even rick himself and hes super pissed to the point where he breaks down and tells you he doesn’t know what he’d do without you and you feel bad but he wants to show you just how bad you’ve been while also showing you how much he cares and really just fucking you like he means it… and MY GOSH I NEED SOME AIR bc I can’t deal with this in my head.

This is for my girl @princessavisworld ! Hope you enjoy it! ❤️

Warnings: Smut, swearing, some fluff

Words: 1,936

A/N: For this fic, I am ignoring the Daryl getting taken prisoner storyline.

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anonymous asked:

hi hi babie, im the brazilian girl~ how have you been? well asihduaubc i want to ask you to do "so far away" from yoongi's mixtape, i will be really happy, this music have a huge meaning for me (anyway, sorry for my english) thank you again!

Hi, here it is. His rap verses have a lot of words, so I might have missed some. And don’t worry about your Engish. :)

You ruin your life by desensitizing yourself. We are all afraid to say too much, to feel too deeply, to let people know what they mean to us. Caring is not synonymous with crazy. Expressing to someone how special they are to you will make you vulnerable. There is no denying that. However, that is nothing to be ashamed of. There is something breathtakingly beautiful in the moments of smaller magic that occur when you strip down and are honest with those who are important to you. Let that girl know that she inspires you. Tell your mother you love her in front of your friends. Express, express, express. Open yourself up, do not harden yourself to the world, and be bold in who, and how you love. There is courage in that.
Take care of him. He has the kindest heart, he may not always seem like it though. He try’s to hide it with sarcasm and side comments, pretending that he has not one care in the world. If you can look past it though you will see how much love he has to give.
He won’t always text you back, but he will still think of you. Unlike the rest of us he is not glued to his phone, just because he sometimes takes an hour to answer doesn’t mean he doesn’t love you.
He sleeps, a lot. There are nights where he sleeps more hours then he spent awake that day. He just sometimes needs to not be anything. Being no where is easier than being himself sometimes. Although he hates sleeping with people you’ll know he loves you if he asks you to join him.
Love to him is the scariest thing on the planet, if he tells you I love you do not take it lightly. Know that saying it took every inch of courage he has. if he disappears after know that he is just scared and hopefully he will find his way back to you. Just give him time, give him all the time in the world. He is more than worth it.
Please, just love him with everything you have because had I have been given the chance I would have given him every single part of me. Love him the way I only wish I could. If you are lucky enough for him to love you, please love him back.
—  4am
Japanese Words for the Signs

I’ve been studying Japanese for a while now, so I thought I would bring my love for language and astrology together! If you don’t feel like the word I chose fits with your sign, that’s okay. It’s my perspective. Enjoy ✿

Aries: Gyaku gire 逆ギレ

“getting angry at someone else for getting angry at you.”

Originally posted by writingonthew4lls

Taurus: Shinrinyoku 森林浴

“forest bathing; going out into the forest to be in peace.”

Gemini: Jumon 呪文

“a magical spell.”

Originally posted by imkindof

Cancer: Kotone 琴音

“a Japanese girl’s name; literally meaning harp sound.”

Leo: Junai 純愛 

“pure love.”

Originally posted by lilpieceofmyworld

Virgo: Kintsukuroi 金繕い

“to repair with gold.”

Libra: Yūgen 幽玄 

“Subtle grace & hidden beauty.”

Originally posted by andantegrazioso

Scorpio: Torimodosu 取り戻す 

“To regain or recover.”

Sagittarius: Ikigai 生き甲斐

“A reason for being.” 

Originally posted by indieteen

Capricorn: Majime まじめ

“A serious person who follows the rules.”

Aquarius: Ukiyo 浮世

“Living in the moment.”

Originally posted by lopezvalentina2

Pisces: Kawaakari 川明かり

“The glimmer of a river in the darkness.”


This scene probably doesn’t mean a whole lot to everyone but the struggle of deciding whether or not to use one or another restroom sticks with trans people. Yes, she’s struggling with which alien bathroom to use, it’s heavily hinted trans symbolism as well. At some point in time every trans person will consider which one they should use. While this is an alien bathroom the symbolism still sticks, especially after season 1 depicting Pidge as a trans girl through the words she uses. It’s all subtext, yes, it’s not “canon,” no, but I see Pidge as a trans girl new into her identity, surrounded by loving and caring friends who support her. Pidge is important and could really help normalize transness, there’s other characters with the same kinda symbolism that can help normalize transness, it’s whether or not that the writers want to give us canon proof or not.

I knew deep down that you never truly cared for me. You would string together beautiful words and tell me everything I wanted to hear but I knew you never meant a word of it. I think the reason I held onto you so tightly for so long was because you were the first boy to make me feel special and I refused to believe that you didn’t mean the beautiful things you said. I held onto the idea that one day you would wake up and realise that you did love me but you never did and it destroyed me.
—  and you don’t do that to the girl you claim to love.

My dear lgbt+ children, 

“When i was young, there were girls and there were boys, and the girls loved the boys, and everything was so much easier.” 

I had a conversation about this blog a few weeks ago with a women considerably older than me. She was interested and wanted to understand “all those weird words” i use in my letters. She knew what gay means and had heard bi before but wasn’t sure what it means, so you can imagine that words like pan, asexual, nonbinary, demigirl… were entirely alien to her.  

She listened and nodded to my explanations, and she didn’t say a hostile word about any label. However, when i had explained all the words she pointed out, she shook her head and said the sentence above. “…and everything was so much easier.” 

I’ve been thinking about this remark a lot. To me, it encapsulates the big thinking mistake many people fall for. 

I have said before that i grew up in a rural, small town, the same this elderly women grew up in. I’m fairly sure that there were indeed only girls and boys here in her childhood and that the girls loved the boys. In the same way, i believe there were no kids with dyscalculia living here - not because kids with learning disorders did not exist but because there was no awareness that they exist and so people just called them stupid or lazy instead. 

In fact, there have always been lgbt+ kids. They, and the people in their lives, just didn’t knew the term “lgbt+” yet. They couldn’t be their true self because society didn’t allow that yet. And so girls married boys - not because all girls loved boys but because there was no other option. 

Was that easier? Sure, for the elderly woman i talked to, it was. That’s because she was a girl who loved a boy. In her little world, all was well and she didn’t need words for anything else. It was easier - for cis heteroromantic heterosexual people. 

But all “those weird words”, all the labels we nowadays use and talk about, didn’t randomly fall down from a tree some day. We invented them because for us, for the ones who didn’t fit in that little world, it was not easy. 

The big thinking mistake, as so often, is “I don’t need this, so nobody needs this. I’m not that, so nobody is that.” or in the words of a wise little bird “I feel uncomfortable when we are not about me?” 

So, my dear, if you feel bad because you use all those fancy new words, think about the generations of lgbt+ people before you who might smile down at you from heaven now and think “Oh, finally, there’s a word for people like me!”. 

With all my love, 

Your Tumblr Mom 

Tips for Dealing with Mean Friends

1. First, decide to love and believe in yourself, and to see your worth and value as a person. Don’t allow the rudeness or cruelty of others erode your personal respect for yourself.

2. Next, don’t allow the actions or words of other people make you feel as if you really don’t belong. It’s better to detach, and to choose to be with others, than to spend time with “friends” who are going to treat you badly.

3. Knowing that, decide not to treat them the way that they treat you. Don’t lower your standards – you’re more mature than that.

4. Don’t acknowledge their messages or answer their calls. Don’t take part in their plans, or do things that they suggest.

5. Make sure you have excuses to not hang out with them – but make sure your excuses are always plausible (For example, you have too much homework, you need to go to soccer practice, you need to do stuff with your family, or don’t have any time).

6. If you happen to see them: smile, say “hi” … then keep on walking. You don’t want to get pulled into some drama with them.

7. Ignore them if they’re rude, or sarcastic and mean. They want you to react, and to feel hurt and rejected.

8. Find a different group of friends who will value who you are – who will always treat you well, and who do things you enjoy.

You ruin your life by desensitizing yourself. We are all afraid to say too much, to feel too deeply, to let people know what they mean to us. Caring is not synonymous with crazy. Expressing to someone how special they are to you will make you vulnerable. There is no denying that. However, that is nothing to be ashamed of. There is something breathtakingly beautiful in the moments of smaller magic that occur when you strip down and are honest with those who are important to you. Let that girl know that she inspires you. Tell your mother you love her in front of your friends. Express, express, express. Open yourself up, do not harden yourself to the world, and be bold in who, and how you love. There is courage in that.
—  Bianca Sparacino