Aries: Do not mourn over things that never did you any good. Do not look at those moments with rose colored nostalgia. They will always lead you astray. 

Taurus: Keep your head up. The critics will come hard and fast. Tell them to fuck off with middle fingers up. You are so much better then this fucking town.

Gemini: The ghosts can’t hurt you anymore. Even as they reach out from the past. You’ve got the salt. You’ve got the gun now. You are in charge, and they should be scared. Not you. Not anymore.

Cancer: Stop going back to burned bridges. Trying to make something out of the ashes. Remind yourself you set the flames for a god damn reason. Mourn the loss, but don’t keep going back to the scene of the crime.

Leo:  You are not the chaos around you. Not the pain that the aftermath is causing. You are so much more then the bad things you think about yourself. Learn to make the eye of the storm your home.

Virgo: Sometimes you need to let go of the past and all of the memories it holds. It’s going to hurt in a way you couldn’t imagine, but you have to clean out the infection to get better. You will get better.

Libra: Stop following people down rabbit holes. If you were meant to be 6 feet under you would be. Do not rush time and do not test fate. You can not try to take their place.

Scorpio:   Do not apologize for doing what you had to do. For having a spine. For learning to pick up a knife and defend yourself. You do not owe them  an explanation. You do not owe them an apology. You do not owe them anything.

Sagittarius: Stop trying to destroy your beauty, just because you can not see it. It doesn’t matter how much alcohol. How many pills. How many scars you give yourself. You are still as bright as the sun. Just as beautiful as the moon.

Capricorn:  Hold them to the standards you expect of yourself. If they can not meet them, then they don’t deserve a seat at the table with you. Do not dim your light or slow down to make them comfortable. It’s not worth it.

Aquarius:  It’s okay to indulge. Okay to go numb every once in awhile. You do not have to sit there and make yourself suffer night after night, just to be strong. It is okay to break. It is okay to be weak. It is okay to need a moment of true peace.

Pisces: If you keep faking a smile long enough, you’ll eventually start to believe it to. Just try and pretend at being happy now, so that you can learn to be really happy when the time comes.

—  This Weeks Zodiac

i keep trying to memorize every detail of the moments i live in. in the soreness of my legs from standing so long at a concert, the chill of the night, the patterns of a tablecloth, the oily texture in my mouth after eating fried bananas. i keep trying to memorize the feelings, the quiet contentedness, the laughter, the excitement. i keep trying to memorize the people, their smiles, the way they speak, what makes them laugh. i’m constantly on the cusp of the next part of my life and that’s just so.. strange. but it makes it so much easier to find happiness no matter what’s happening to me, in a way? because i’m already kind of looking at life with those rose-colored glasses of nostalgia, simply because i know these are times i’ll never be able to live again, and these are people i might not always have, and that makes it so much easier to appreciate everything i might miss later. 

With the passage of time, we get older… not necessarily wiser. Battle scars and trophies are proof that “we were there.” But they somehow fail to validate the experience in a way that is meaningful, let alone profound. So, how do we determine what really matters?  I’m not positive, but I’m pretty sure the answer lies closer to that scar on my right shin than on the shelf next to my trophies (which, of course, my dad has collected, shined, and displayed in his bar in the living room.) […]

While scoring goals and winning games are lovely to look at, those “roses” are empty on their own. I’ve realized that the emotional aftermath of big wins is the same as the emotional fallout of big losses…temporary. What actually sustains and enriches is the effort put forth…the investment. After fourteen years of youth soccer, four years of college, and (almost) two years as a professional, I still must try hard to not allow my football dream to be my master. After all, my career is not my identity; but my goals are important to me because I’ve watered them…I’ve tended them. That said, from winning I’ve learned to dream big and rejoice freely and from losing I’ve learned to how to get up, brush myself off, and forgive. Assimilating these lessons is how I can still play the game…the application of these lessons off the pitch…priceless.

Rookie for Life,

- Christen

As an INFP Have You Ever #6

“I don’t know them, I have only heard about them, but I don’t like or trust them,”

A lot of things can be said for our type. We are very good at hearing things and putting things together, and even though we are known as the ones that look through those “rose colored glasses” there seems to be that handful of people that when their name comes up or you see them you just don’t trust or like them. Or your feathers just get ruffled. My INTJ friend always says “your favorite person was there”. I automatically grumble, he laughs and enjoys my disdain as he knows me inside and out. I mean I have been wrong at times, but when my gut says snake, it’s usually right and it only gets better and more fine tuned as I age and gain life experience. My INFJ mother and I call it being the “Personality Blood Hounds” able to sniff out what is wrong before it comes to a head.
I think this is hard for INFPs because we do have the tendency to let people go and being that we can see both sides of that “coin” makes us more blind to things than others at times. Plus we are known as the type that gives chance after chance. But having that feeling for someone that you have only heard of, that usually is when I follow my inner voice that warns me to stay away.

Have you ever felt this way? Can any of my fellow INFPs relate? 

twenty one

request: Please can you write a piece where Harry forgets y/ns birthday? But she tries not to show she’s upset with a happy ending? Xx

no warnings! pure fluff ahead

It was my twenty first birthday. Harry hadn’t mentioned he had any plans for my birthday, but I assumed it was because he was trying to surprise me. I was pretty attuned to what he was doing at all times so if he had even mentioned anything about my birthday I would have figured out in seconds what he was planning. He couldn’t keep a secret from me if his life depended on it.

I woke up on my birthday to an empty bed, which was slightly confusing as I was sure Harry had been in it last night. I rolled over to his side and found a paper on his pillow.

In the studio today. See you later tonight, love you. -H.

I frowned at the note. He was really going to spend my birthday in the studio? Had he forgotten? How could he forget? It was January 26th, just under a week away from his own birthday. There was no way, no way, he could possibly forget my birthday. Maybe he left a present in the kitchen?

I yawned and pulled myself out of bed, padding down the hallway. I searched the kitchen high and low, the living room, I even checked Harry’s closet in our room to see if he was trying to hide it. Nothing. I frowned and bit my cheek. He could have it with him? Not that the present was the point, I just wanted some indication that he hadn’t forgotten my birthday.

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Flowering Surprise

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Title: Flowering Surprise

Pairing: Tony DiNozzo x Reader

Word count: 820

Warnings: FLUFFF

A/N: So I had a couple of people suggest Tony DiNozzo, and here we are! I hope you all enjoy this one!  Feedback is always appreciated and requests are open <3

The knock at the door startled you awake.  You looked at your phone that was sitting on a table next to the couch.  It was only 8 P.M., but you’ve had a few tiring days at work.  You had been working a rough case with three different bodies.  You were  lucky to even be home this early on a Friday, but Gibbs told everyone to get some much needed rest.  You rubbed your eyes, slowly getting up to answer your door.  You were still dressed in clothes from work; you had been too tired to change.  You swung open the door; it was Tony.  You raised an eyebrow as he he looked you over, “can I help you Tony?”

He handed you the bouquet of roses he had in his hand, “yeah.  I need you to get dressed in something nicer than work clothes.”  He smiled at you, stepping into your apartment, “nice place [Y/N].”  Tony looked handsome in his suit, but this wasn’t a suit he usually wore to work.

You closed your door, still confused as to why he was giving you flowers and telling you to get dressed.  “Is there something you want to tell me Tony,” you asked as you walked to your kitchen, setting the flowers down on the kitchen counter.

“I’ll tell you after you get dressed.  Just go put on a dress,” Tony leaned against the kitchen sink with a wide grin.

You squinted your eyes at him, “alright, but if this is one of your pranks, I’ll hurt you.”  With that you went to your room, pulling out the little black dress you often used to go on dates.  You hadn’t been on a date in a while on account of your job taking up most of your time.  When you returned to the living room, Tony stood up, a smile of pure admiration on his face.  You couldn’t help but smile back at him.

“Ready,” he smiled softly, holding out his arm so you could wrap your arm around it.  You nodded with a smile.  “Good, then let’s get going [Y/N]!”

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awkward - Joji

Request based on the song ‘Awkward’ by Tyler, the creator. All is in Joji’s point of view, wanted to try something different, so it may be out of character. V_V Hope you like it!


“So, how was YOUR first kiss experience, George?” a very drunk Max said, grinning stupidly at me and swaying from one foot to another, almost falling. I’d love to see that, but I don’t even acknowledge his stupid dare as my eyes instantly dart towards you. [Name]. The one I’ve lost my first kiss with a long time ago. How many years has it been? Six or so, I think. I can’t remember and frankly, I don’t care. 

But still, you’re here, by my side, despite that awful experience. Wonder if you still remember it all—oh, no wait. Judging by your mortified expression, eyes widen in my direction, you surely do. Oh boy, has it been on your mind all this time, just like mine? Every time I stared at your lips, I had a flash of that one memory on that rainy day…

I can’t believe it, though. I thought that was an experience you wanted to forget. After all, it didn’t end up pretty well. I consider myself lucky that you still wanted to be friends after our failure of a relationship we tried to create as teenagers. But as I’m looking more closely…Was that a blush on your cheeks just now? Woah, what? Don’t tell me…

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OK PAUSE is it just me or do those look like rose quartz?? I could just be jumping to conclusions but until I hear otherwise I’m gonna hold onto the theory that after Pink Diamond was shattered the idea of having any other Rose Quartz out and about was out of the question they had the rest bubbled to make sure another rebellion didn’t happen again. This just a thought don’t come for my life or anything.

**I posted this before I saw this episode lol yellow diamond literally says it in the episode 😂**

anonymous asked:

Bruh that's not made of sugar that's a real flower you're lying to me lmao

Nope, it’s 100% sugar, lol! The person who made it does all kinds of beautiful super realistic sugar flowers, her name is Tara Gan! Here’s her IG, look at those roses bruh 👌

Call for Osomatsu-san Artists!

Have you ever wanted to be featured in an art book or zine? Have you got a lot of love for a certain second brother? Have you got at least some sort of basic art skills? Then I have a proposition for you!

Do any of you remember this?

Yes, Karamatsu’s one-time gag, the “Beauty  Karamatsu” photo book. (just look at that toned body, those roses, those glasses, i’m shuddering)

The idea is to make “Beauty Karamatsu” a reality, available to read online or purchase a hard copy of from online for all Karamatsu Fans! 

It would basically be a nice big book full of pictures featuring and centering on Karamatsu, our lovely, painful, favorite brother.

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Originally posted by 7mpler

Just a little poison for the masses,  after all: insanity never kept him from a good time now did it?   

Req: American Horror Story spinoff with Hobi, any season is fine! 

~Written in varying lengths of sentence description. enjoyy~


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tea-and-hexes  asked:

Ophelia will find out who that anon was later. For now, the focus was on her adoptive father. Ophelia came up next to him, holding an entire bag of chocolate sweets all for him. She silently holds up the bag to him looking at him with those big rose eyes of hers.

*he just hugs her, he couldn’t even talk he’d been at a loss for words it hit so deep. He knew it was true. Every word of it. But that doesn’t mean he wanted it to be. So he just sits and hugs Ophelia, choking on tears that he couldn’t hold back even if he tried.*

anonymous asked:

For the rose ancient: how did you come across your headband with the cool leaves on it?

Rose:Oh well, I had this headband since I was a teen!

Rose:And haha these are not leaves,but feathers! The story on how I got them it’s a bit more complicated…

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