its never really this clean

Ah yes,
The threat to be kicked out again.
When will I just fucking learn to get my ass up and do my chores.

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//thank you very much
If you want more art I just drew an oc on my personal blog @indigoidiot and I’m gonna be drawing more since it’s summer and I haven’t updated in a million years on this blog let’s fix that I’m gonna clean it out rl quick but thanks for the compliment thank

kidzbopislyfe  asked:

Black girl blurb?

So here it is, here it FINALLY is, words can’t express how sorry I am for taking so long with this. I really did put a lot of work and thought into this, I tried really hard and even though it’s heavy stuff and it doesn’t have any smut, I hope you guys still like it. And I hope that my fellow black girls who read this maybe get some comfort out of it, because I wanted to write it to work out some of the issues I’ve been having about this stuff. 

The N word is used once in this blurb, so a warning for that. And, I guess I should tell you guys that the little story ‘you’ tell is something that happened to me when I was young. So. Yes. You’re welcome to tell me what you think, I hope you like it, and it was worth the wait <3

“You alright, love?” Harry’s voice cuts through the thicket of heavy thoughts occupying your mind, and you blink as you turn to look at him from over the car console. “You’re a bit quiet.”

You can tell by looking in his eyes that he knows what’s on your mind, he knows that you’ve been bracing yourself for this dinner party for days. He knows you only agreed to come for him. He just wants to know that you’re okay underneath it all. He wants to know you don’t hate him for it.

“I’m fine, baby,” you say quietly, placing your hand on his arm where it’s outstretched towards the steering wheel. The shirt he’s wearing is a crisp, pristine white, just sheer enough to be his style, and for a moment you stare at the contrast between it and your dark skin. It only drives your anticipation higher.

It isn’t that you don’t like any his friends; Harry is a sweet, open, funny guy, and therefore he attracts many of the same. Through your time of knowing him there are many friends of his that you would go so far as to call friends of your own as well.

The host of this party, however, is not one of them.

From the moment you met Blake there was something about him you didn’t like, something smug and snivelling in his face that put you off. As with everyone that Harry introduces you to though, you figure there must be something there that Harry sees in him, and so you resolved to withhold judgment until you got to know him better.

Getting to know him didn’t help. He proved to be as pompous and obnoxious as you had initially suspected, his ignorance never stopping him from loudly voicing his uneducated opinions, his pathological need to prove himself right in all situations making it utterly exhausting and infuriating to hold any meaningful conversation with him. Thankfully, he was a very busy man and often out of town, meaning you didn’t have to constantly suffer his presence, but it didn’t make those rare occurrences any easier to get through.

Harry, for his part, knows you well enough that he was aware of your contempt for his friend before you told him outright, but it wasn’t very easy for him to understand. Your boyfriend is really very intelligent, so much so that it frustrates you to no end that he doesn’t get enough credit for it, but when it comes to racial matters, he’s very much out of his element. Dating you only flustered him more, seeing as before he was able to remain mostly oblivious, now, with it loud and blatant and in his face, he didn’t know how to react. When the racist comments towards you started flooding in on social media, when tabloids printed articles of the two of you with headlines about him having caught a case of ‘jungle fever’, you weren’t happy about it of course, but it was nothing you didn’t expect. Harry, on the other hand, nearly gave him a stroke over it.

So you never felt like it would do you any good to sit Harry down and tell him you didn’t like his friend because you can tell he harbors racist views; it would upset and confuse him and it was a conversation you didn’t want to have to weather through. You just hoped that nothing ever happened to force the matter.

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Tonight is a night in which I take deep breaths and severely limit my Tumblr viewing time.

Guys, as a reminder, I’m married to a two-time combat veteran. War and the military are an extremely complex issue which include some really terrible things but I am not going to be ashamed of his service. If you start posting a ton of extreme anti-military stances with no actual dialogue about the complexities of the issues I’m probably going to unfollow. No hard feelings, but I am not here for that kind of bullshit.

[For the record I’m talking about the strong uptick in posts I’ve seen lately calling military members monsters, murderers, baby-killers, stating they are responsible for LGTBQ+ deaths etc etc etc.]

Summer days (its Summer Vacation)

I’m a real ‘housewife’. The second women of the house.😧
And I don’t even get paid.

I really love the contest outfits for the special manga in the diamond and pearl because we have

Platina looking beautiful and elegant, her hairs done beautifully and she has a cute shall and overall just gives off an elegant appeal, like her.

Pearl, rocking a really nice white (?) tux. He’s got a nice collar on his blazer, which has a great tail (I don’t know the proper term). 

Then we have Dia,

Wearing a top that’s clearly too big, with shorts, eating a donut. 

ofmiceandnatasha  asked:

A lot of spiritual people have come to my house and said they feel something but i never really believed them. Its been 'cleaned' multiple times and is still there. But one day, i can hear a girl, maybe about 10 years old by the sound of her voice laughing and this was at 2am. Now i didnt think anything because there was this coffee stand thing that was open and people liked to hang out there all night. But then i hear someone walking through dried up leaves in my front yard (1)

(2) but my house has pretty high fence and its padlocked. I look out the window and see this little girl playing in my yard. I dont know who she was but i just didnt think i just hauled ass to my room and didnt come out, didnt even turn my laptop off or any of the lights


fuck that shit

i’ve had something similar happen to me but it turns out it was just my neighbor retrieving a baseball they had hit over the fence  

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When your parents are disappointed in you cause all you do is draw cartoons all day and pretty much the only thing you clean is your rooom: 

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urlplankton  asked:

Are there any specific lyrics or anything in the sharpest lives that make you think it's about Gerard getting clean? I really like this meaning, I'd never really thought about the song like that until you mentioned it

Oh man there’s heaps…
I’ve never been drunk before in my life so I have no experience to draw on here, but in my mind this is what I think of it. Don’t kill me if I have the wrong idea - I just don’t have the first hand knowledge.

So he makes a few blatant references to drinking - in the first verse and the pre chorus (“I’m drunk I suppose” and “I’ve really been on a bender and it shows”), but I think the whole song kind of emulates the struggles of addictions and stuff.
Like at the start he basically gives you the run down of his drinker life - he comes home late, crashes on the couch in his clothes because he’s tired from dancing all night and maybe he’s drunk etc etc. But the attitude in this, especially in “I’m drunk I suppose” is like he doesn’t really know, and doesn’t really care, he’s just going with. Same with “If it looks like I’m laughing I’m really just asking to leave, this alone”. To me it’s like he’s just dismissively laughing it off when people confront him about his addiction or try to intervene - Remember when Brian on LOTMS said intervention wasn’t working?
You’re the one that I need, I’m the one that you loathe
I think at least at some point drinking leads to crankiness right? I mean with hangovers and what not… And generally if you act cranky to people, they’ll act cranky back because your sudden un-called-for crankiness annoys them. Gerard needed his band mates and friends and other people, but in his out-of-it state it would have been easy for him to think that they started hating him because of the cranky. Here it’s like he’s realized he has a problem and that he needs help, but he doesn’t think he’ll get any because he thinks he’s loathed.
You can watch me corrode like a beast in repose
‘Cause I love all the poison
Away with the boys in the band
Gerard did say in LOTMS that he felt that he needed to be drunk to be able to be Gerard on stage, to be able to perform…
I’ve really been on a bender and it shows
I don’t know about you, but I think this line is delicious in a musical sense too. It’s an admission of his problem, but what’s more - he knows it shows, which means can see how it’s affecting everything. And it’s just something about the way Gerard sings it and the actual succession of notes that he sings that says he knows his problem is bad. I also love how the guitars have that whole pitch bendy thing going on to go with it :3

In the chorus, it’s like there’s two options for him, and he’s torn between the two - facing it and actually getting clean - to kill the habits “A light to burn all the empires”, or giving up and allowing it to get worse and worse - which wouldn’t take much - “A kiss and I will surrender”. To rise or fall?


Then there’s the third verse.
There’s a place in the dark where the animals go
You can take off your skin in the cannibal glow
I like to think he’s referring to that mentally altered state you’re in when you’re drunk, in this bit. Taking off your skin - is kind of like how some of your inhibitions are removed when you’re drunk. 
Juliet loves the beat and the lust it commands
Drop the dagger and lather the blood on your hands, Romeo
On one hand getting drunk might be fun - gives you a high - whatever, but on the other hand he should stop and think about what he’s doing to himself…
It’s like while he’s trying to get clean, the temptation to just go and drink and get loose is tugging at him and whispering persuasively in his ear about how fun it would be, and its hard for him to keep snapping himself out of it. Then the pre chorus and chorus come in, and it’s really too much for him to have to do this on his own.

Also, there’s that bit in the bridge of the song where the Mikey goes nuts and Ray starts playing D# s and then E s and there’s this casual choir in there. Now the choir is split in two and is singing one of those scales that I forgot the name of (you learn them in grade 1 piano I’m sure…) where one part goes up the C# minor scale and the other goes down the C# minor scale simultaneously ( of course The Sharpest Lives had to be in freaking c sharp minor :P ). I think it kind of emphasizes the whole alternate paths thing, - rise or fall.

Yeah… so that could have been briefer, but I suck at explaining things even though my parents are teachers. I apologize. It’s fuzzy in places but that’s half my interpretation of the song.
(I’m sorry for answering late <3 )