just my thoughts ‘cause my bff (who’s begun to be a bitch since she began to date this asshole) send me messages like “why u always alone ?” “try to find someone” “you will finish alone without anyone by your side”
and, well, i don’t think not being in a relationship at 19 will define the fact that i will never be :’)
plus: i don’t need someone to love me, i don’t NEED a relationship, i just need someone to understand me, someone with i can joke on stupid things, with whom i can be childish H24. i actually need a real friend… (a second me ? :’) )
‘cause, you know, there’s this thing : people always change, because they date someone, or because they become more like “i’m an adult now, i can’t do that anymore”. and all my friends began to be like that, and its scaring me, ‘cause i actually don’t want to be like that, loosing the child who’s in me, dating someone i don’t love ‘cause everybody else is doing so, stoping dreaming, or stoping acting crazy sometimes because there’re people around…. ‘cause i don’t care about what people think of me. but they do. and we don’t live in the same world anymore, ‘cause they’re becoming superficial and snob.
i forgot : THIS WORLD IS FUCKING FAKE. thank you.
and for all those who never date someone at 16 or 17 : don’t worry, you’re not missing something important :’)
sorry, just needed to write it down. (and sorry for the orthographe ) :)
Tumblr fans are so much more docile and calmer compared to twitter fans??? not a lot of people try to come into other peoples lanes like they all stay in their own lanes??? like every emotion is heightened on twt, everyone is woke (and not in a good way.) There’s like so much negativity on there whereas on tumblr I feel like I’m in a protective bubble surrounded only by the people who love the same things I do. My twitter feed basically consists of 90% Army vs Exo-l’s and ship wars. I mean I don’t mind the exo-l vs army tweets cause those are hella funny and angsty to read (I have lots of thoughts I’ll keep to myself 😊) , but ship wars are like ಠ_ಠ no. especially cause I’m VERY opinionated on these topics and I know I shouldn’t get involved because its childish and stupid (but I always just want to.) ya get me?
i dont understand why so many people think that its childish/stupid to not want to be friends with someone who has too differing political views. like what fucking childish is about not wanting to be friends with someone who actively supports politicians who believe that i dont deserve to have some basic human rights lol
None of my friends like svtfoe. They all think it's childish, stupid and has no depth. Even my friends who liked Gravity Falls think svtfoe is immature. Any advice?
Unfortunately, you can’t force people to like something. Best you can do is try to explain them that the show gets increasingly better, that the pacing and style changes a bit after Mewberty, and a lot in season 2, and that they should pay attention to the interactions between characters, especially Marco and Star, because that’s where the show shines, and where its writing is polished the most. If they still don’t feel like watching it, if they’re still unconvinced… there’s nothing you can do, I’m afraid. Maybe show them some scenes, even out of context, featuring something they might like, that might kindle their curiosity a little?
Do you know what always makes me feel really upset during this times of the year
We don’t celebrate halloween in my country. I never went out to trick or treat and never got dressed up as a scary witch, or a ghost or anything. And now I’m a sad 23 years old adult, who pays her taxes and does her own things, who really wishes to go out on a trick or treat ;_; We don’t even make halloween parties because no one goes dressed and its just a regular party and I don’t even likes parties at all…
I know its stupid and this is a childish rant but i wanted to get it out of my system.
i wish i could get over all this "klance won't be canon" just like you. i don't know why but it really... made me sad? like... a lot. i feel after some break up, no kidding. this is so pathetic, it's only a ship. (pls give us some lgbt rep in another way though it's so important) i can't even enjoy the content anymore, because then i always think about the potential this ship had... i wish i weren't like that, it's stupid and childish. i won't drop the show though.
It’s not pathetic and you are absolutely allowed to be upset!! The reason why I got over it so fast it because I approached the show in a completely different way from you. Me, having a canon ship as my OTP? Not very likely speaking from my fandom experience so far :P I knew and accepted that from the very beginning and kept fanon and canon far, faaaaar away from each other.
You, though… you had hope. You heard of probable LGBT representation and then got sucked into a fandom that bombards you with “proof” that klance is going to be canon. And you read it all because you love them and wanted it to be true. And the more you read, the more it made sense. Suddenly you couldn’t see anymore which other LGBT ship could possibly fit the plot better than them.
This is not entirely your fault, don’t think that. People that insist that they are going to be canon over scenes and screenshots that could just as well be meant as fondness/admiration fueled your hope for them. Of course you are upset. Who that went through the same experience as you wouldn’t be? It’s understandable, it’s okay and it’s justified. You’re not stupid, pathetic or childish for feeling like that. It’s like an extreme version of your favorite headcanon getting disproven - so don’t feel bad for feeling the way you do!!!
That being said, I’m glad you won’t drop the show over it!! :D Vld is an awesome show with such an interesting plot and amazing characters that it would have hurt me to see anyone leaving over a ship. It’s okay to take time to get over your disappointment and it’s okay to distance yourself from content about them for as long as you need. Maybe your disappointment will be strong enough for you to drop the ship entirely, maybe your love for the ship will come back twice as strong once you’ve taken some time for yourself. Both is completely fine. Know that your feelings are valid and that I support you no matter what happens ♥
Remus felt the world closing in on him, saw the light at the end of the tunnel, felt time slow as his final moments crashed before his eyes. This was a no-win situation. He looked at Lily. He looked at the spectre of James. He made his decision.
“Wed Marlene, I feel like our families would get on..” And so the death knell struck once. “Uhhhh I’d, uh, bed Mary. In a gentlemanly way if she wanted it, obviously, like I’d ask first and then not be a dick about it if she said no.” His grave dug ever deeper at the second strike of the death knell.
He swallowed, his mouth dry, his throat parched, and sweat dotting his brow. “I guess then I’d…I guess then I’d have to behead you.”
I just found out there’s a somewhat cheap CO2 Umarex replica of a Mauser C96 on sale in Colombia, and I’m this close of selling my old 3DS for it, where right know I’m scrambling my brains on how to find a way to smuggle it here.
There’s always a way, after all.
It’s risky, its stupid, its pointless, its childish and frankly, my money could go to better, more practical things, but fuck me having a C96, even if its just a replica, its a dream of mine!
"Life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it."
"If I get caught, I don't graduate."
"Well, we've had a bit of bad luck this morning as you may have heard."
"This is my ninth sick day this semester. It's pretty tough coming up with new illnesses. If I go for ten, I'm probably going to have to barf up a lung, so I better make this one count."
"Twenty bucks says he's in his car right now debating on whether or not to go out."
"Excuse me. If whoever was in this house is still in the house, I'd like you to know that I've just called the police. I'd also like to add that I've got my father's gun and a SCORCHING case of herpes."
"What a little asshole."
"This is ridiculous making me wait around the house for you."
"Whatever mileage we put on, we'll take off."
"I'm going to take a stand. I'm going to defend it. Right or wrong, I'm going to defend it."
"I think I see my dad."
"How can I possibly be expected to handle school on a day like this?"
"I meant, are you in here for drugs?"
"Um, he's/she's/they're sick. My best friend's sister's boyfriend's brother's girlfriend heard from this guy who knows this kid who's going with the girl who saw [name] pass out at 31 Flavors last night. I guess it's pretty serious."
"The city looks so peaceful from up here."
"The key to faking out the parents is the clammy hands. It's a good non-specific symptom; I'm a big believer in it. A lot of people will tell you that a good phony fever is a deadlock, but, uh... you get a nervous mother, you could wind up in a doctor's office. That's worse than school. You fake a stomach cramp, and when you're bent over, moaning and wailing, you lick your palms."
"Thank you, no. I'm straight."
"It's a little childish and stupid, but then, so is high school."
"You fellas have nothing to worry about. I'm a professional."
"Anything is peaceful from one thousand, three hundred and fifty-three feet."
"So THAT'S how it is in their family..."
"You make me get out of bed, you make me come over here."
"[Name], you're my hero."
"Why can't you let me rot in peace?"
"It is his fault he didn't lock the garage."
"Les jeux sont faits. Translation; the game is up. Your ass is mine.
"Why'd you kick me?"
"A; You can never go too far. B; If I'm gonna get busted, it is NOT gonna be by a guy like that."
"I don't trust this kid any further than I can throw him."
"I don't remember him being sick nine times."
"You killed the car."
"There's someone you should talk to."
"We're going to get busted."
"[Name], this one's for you."
"Okay, [name], can we just let it go, please?"
"Go piss up a flagpole."
"I do have a test today, that wasn't bullshit. It's on European socialism. I mean, really, what's the point? I'm not European. I don't plan on being European. So who gives a crap if they're socialists? They could be fascist anarchists, it still doesn't change the fact that I don't own a car."
"The question isn't 'what are we going to do,' the question is 'what AREN'T we going to do?'"
"Never had one lesson!"
"If you had access to a car like this, would you take it back right away?"
"A man with priorities so far out of whack doesn't deserve such a fine automobile."
"Did you blow him away or somethin'?"
"Uh, what country do you think this is?"
"You wear too much eye makeup. My sister wears too much. People think she's a whore."
"Why are you here?"
"He's licking the glass and making obscene gestures with his hands."
"Who do you love? You love a car!"
"Sooner or later, everyone goes to the zoo."
"I can't drive when you're yelling at me!"
"Only the meek get pinched. The bold survive."
"He's gonna marry me."
"If you say '[name]', you lose a testicle."
"Be a man, take some Pepto-Bismol, get dressed and come on over here, I'm tired of this stuff."
"Between grief and nothing... I'll take grief."
"I asked for a car, I got a computer. How's that for being born under a bad sign?"
"We'll drive home backwards."
"Four thousand restaurants in the downtown area, I pick the one my father goes to."
"Pardon my French, but you're an asshole!"
"If you're not over here in fifteen minutes, you can find a new best friend."
"Here's where [name] goes berserk."
"You just sounded like Dirty Harry just then."
"You realize if we played by the rules right now we'd be in gym?"
"I am not going to sit on my ass as the events that affect me unfold to determine the course of my life."
"I weep for the future."
"Now, I didn't hit you. I lightly slapped you."
"Not that I condone fascism, or any -ism for that matter."
"Pardon my French, but [name] is so tight that if you stuck a lump of coal up his/her/their ass, in two weeks you'd have a diamond."
"Incredible, one of the worst performances of my career and they never doubted it for a second."
"Look, don't make me participate in your stupid crap if you don't like the way I do it."
"Where's your brain?"
"You're not dying, you just can't think of anything good to do."
"Don't worry about it, I don't even have a piece of shit. I have to envy yours."
"The man could squash my nuts into oblivion."
"If anyone needs a day off, it's [name]. He/She/They has/have a lot of things to sort out before he graduates. Can't be wound up this tight and go to college, his roommate will kill him/her/them."
It had only been a few months since Daniel started going to Newtown High. It was a bit weird, moving here and being here around entirely new people. His friends are all back home, his family is across the sea, and it’s hard to say if he’ll ever find a way to make things feel normal. But at the very least he hasn’t gotten into too much trouble. He’s lucky enough to find a handful of friendly faces.
It all started with Kazu. Kazu, who was nice enough to help Daniel on his math homework. Kazu, who was nice enough to give him a place to eat.
Kazu was a damn blessing.
Which is probably why it only took Daniel a short matter of months to fall for him. Call it childish, stupid, whatever. It’s teenage love at its finest, there’s no denying that. But that isn’t stopping Daniel.
They were in pre-calculus. Normally Daniel would have been hunched over at his desk, scribbling notes and hoping that he could comprehend whatever the hell they were going to be learning that day. But instead he was sitting there, staring intently at a slip of paper and trying to figure out what he wanted to write. How does one go about asking another boy to prom? It’s absolutely harrowing. He doesn’t want to sound too forward or too weird, and he doesn’t want to sound like a creep either. He just… wants to write it and pass it and get it over with. But the more he thinks about it the more he overthinks, and at this point it’s killing him. He just–ugh.
Summary: Dean and You are fighting when the impala has a popped tire leaving you
in the middle on nowhere for the night
Pairing: Dean x Reader
Word count: 874
Some low key swearing, Fluff, implied smut
A/N: Hullo! This is just
something I came up with I hope you enjoy!
just don’t see why its my fault!” You yell, whacking the dashboard in
frustration. Earlier that day you, Dean and Sam had been on a hunt roughly 100 miles
from the bunker when the car got broken into and all of the resources (guns,
holy water ect.) had been stolen; you and Dean were driving back to the bunker
to reload supplies while Sammy pieced together the hunt.
were the last one out of the car!” Dean shouts gruffly not taking his angry
gaze off the road. You scoff loudly “you had the freaking keys!” Your voice
raises slightly. “You where the one who forgot to lock it!!!” Deans shout
shakes your body his gaze still not moving. “Why do you blame everything on me!”
You yell crossing your arms in a childish stance. “Maybe its because every stupid thing you do is wrong-” Dean is interrupted
by you as the fight gets heated. “Well… Maybe you’re just projecting onto me-
just because daddy’s little solider did everything wrong doesn’t mean other
people do!!!” Your howler moving your arms in exasperation. Deans green eyes
are still clear on the road, not once have they averted their stare. “I’m
projecting! I’m projecting!?” He yells “Your just jealous because your parents
never gave a shit enough to show up!” His voice echoes in your ears and silence
fills the car.
ten minutes later Dean speaks up his stare finally looking at you side on “Listen
Y/N, I didn’t mean that, I’m sure they had a reason, I-I’m sorry” He stutters
looking at your angry profile. You don’t answer keeping your gaze on the road. Deans
looks back at the road quickly but then looks back at you “Y/N I really am-” He
is stopped as you shout out seeing a large piece of metal debris on the road- its
too late and the front wheels of the impala are impaled and the car swerves,
the breaks screech and the impala come to a stop on the side of the road. You
are both quiet for a while not moving or saying anything, Deans hand does not
move from its protective stance in front of your torso. Deans gaze suddenly
turns to you breaking out of the trance “You okay?” He moves his hand touching
your shoulder, you nod, flinching away from his touch. He undoes his seat belt,
opening the door and observing the door, his phone emerges from his pocket. “No
service. You?” You break out of the daze grabbing your phone and receiving the
same message as dean. You shake your head in response. “Son of a bitch” He
whacks the roof of the car before getting back in. “The wheels are stuffed and
I only have one spare. Nearest town is 20 miles, and that’d take days.” He
do we do” You finally speak “we… we don’t have any weapons” Dean is quiet “do
we have to stay here until someone drives past?” You turn and look at him. The
tension could be cut with a knife. “There’s no way in hell we are splitting up,
demons, werewolves, vampires, Scarecrows! I ain’t letting you meet up with any
of them. We have two choices leave or stay.” You are both still silent, the
lack of sound is unfamiliar and strange. “I think we should wait and see if
another car comes past.” He says in false confidence “Ill fix one tire and wait
for another car to come buy so we can borrow another” You nod watching as he
opens the door “get some sleep”. He walks into the night grabbing the tool box
hidden under the back seat and paying attention to the tire.
curl up in your chair your heart beating fast, the urge to sleep has run away
and you sulk in your thoughts. Why did you say that? You didn’t mean that, you
loved him, he knew that right? But how could he shoot a blow that low. Your
parents were a no go zone. You stayed in your thoughts unable to sleep when
Dean got back into the car in the seat next to you. You sit up properly showing
you are awake, You look at each other. “You shouldn’t have said that” You said
not breaking eye contact. “I know” He states. “You shouldn’t blame me fore
everything” you say. “I know he states. “You shouldn’t listen to anything I say”
You say. “I know” He states laughing. “I didn’t mean to say those things” You
say to him leaning you head in the nook of his arm as he puts it around you. “Me too” He says kissing your forehead. You
lean up, his lips finding yours his hand traveling to your waist.
in the back seat, legs tangled together when a knock comes on the window. You
shoot up being the light sleeper that you are and see an older man outside.
noticed your wheel- I’ve got a spare if ya like- you can give me the cash” You
nod slowly at him and Dean grunts groggily sitting up. He smiles at you, intertwining
your hands and you know its all going to be okay again.
I’m gonna get hate for this but Taylor Swift’s new Song is shit. Just complete shit. Its actually funny because its so bad. I used to like Taylor Swift and some of her songs, I love her 1989 album but this new song of hers is just stupid. I think its childish to make a song about a long drawn out feud with a fellow celebrity (Katy Perry’s “swish swish” song is crap too). I honesty thought Taylor would be the bigger person but she just sank down to a new low. Its just super childish and dumb.