mindy-reading

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I hate your big dumb combat boots
And the way you read my mind
I hate you so much that it makes me sick
It even makes me rhyme

I hate the way you’re always right
I hate it when you lie
I hate it when you make me laugh
Even worse when you make me cry

I hate the way you’re not around
And the fact that you didn’t call
But mostly I hate the way I don’t hate you
Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.

klance week 2016

day 2: love/hate

HELLO, LOVELY LOVELY PEOPLE!

So somehow I just reached 400 followers today, and I don’t even know how that happened? I feel like I just started my blog yesterday??

BUT I do know that I want to do something to show my EXTREME appreciation for you all, and I thought I’d go with something a bit different! My other hobby besides Drarry is calligraphy and handwriting, and so I decided to combine the two!

PLEASE SEND ME ANY HP-RELATED PHRASE, AND I WILL HANDWRITE IT IN THE FONT OF MY CHOOSING AND POST IT FOR YOU! 

  • You can specify (a) color(s) if you want
  • Drarry asks may get preference ;)
  • You don’t have to be following me, but it would bring me joy if you were!
  • You also don’t have to reblog this 
  • YOU DON’T HAVE TO DO ANYTHING
  • except send the ask, I can’t read your mind

I HOPE THIS APPEALS TO SOMEBODY? If not, just accept my thank you thank you thank you thank yous instead!! 😙

Kidnapper

The alarm clock dragged Clarence out of bed this time. Not the sound of angry people screaming at his front door, calling for his blood. Calling him a monster. A child murderer.

It was a peace he knew wouldn’t last long.

Coffee. First his coffee. He stumbled out of bed, cracked his back, passed gas, and went to the kitchen.

Turn the coffee pot on. Sit at the table. Pick at his nails.

Clarence yawned and turned on the news, the small TV on the counter flickering on.

And for the third time in as many months, another boy has gone missing, a six year old named Don Sumner. A source from inside the police department reveals that this does look like the work of the same man who took Jonathon Camp and Lucas Green. A search party is already underway but this does currently look like an abduction. No leads have turned up as of yet but-”

TV. Off. Clarence knew the calm couldn’t last.

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Hey There!

I’m Camryn; 17 year old from a small town in Canada just looking for some new internet friends!
I love:
~Movies~
(La La Land, Lion, Saving Mr Banks, The Fundamentals of Caring, Juno, The Edge of Seventeen, Manchester By The Sea, literally every Disney movie ever)
~Musical Theatre~
~Music~
(LANY, The 1975, One Direction, Ed Sheeran, Kaleo)
~YouTube~
~Traveling
~TV Shows~
(Skam, 13 reasons why, riverdale, the office, the mindy project)
~Reading and Writing~
I also just love meeting new people and learning about their cultures, ideas, opinions and experiences! I also really like discussing important topics and issues revolving mostly around social justice! But overall I’m just interested in making some new internet friends as it’s something I’ve never really experienced before!

Age Preference: 16-19
Info:
Tumblr: hapticshappy
Instagram: camrynzacharias

anonymous asked:

If requests are still open, could I please have some mind reader aus??

Sure! (what?? We’re actually answering the things from the inbox that are a million years old??)

  • I’m just sitting here doing my homework and all of a sudden “Friday” from Rebecca Black starts playing in my head and I KNOW it’s not me. I literally learned how to tune everyone out who is thinking that so loudly???
  • I usually get migraines pretty easily since I haven’t learned how to tune someone’s thoughts out yet and one day you find me curled up in a little ball crying because migraines are excruciatingly painful and you gave me some migraine medicine that you keep on you jsut in case and now I keep going to you when I get them
  • I was reading people’s minds for fun but then i heard my own thought OMG someone else is a mind reader and they’re reading my mind
  • I didn’t study for this test so now I’m kinda cheating and reading your mind for the answers except now the teacher has called us both up because they think we copied each other somehow whoops
  • I’m reading the teacher’s mind to see what the answers to her questions are and everyone thinks I’m super smart because I always know the answer when I get called on nope I cheat
  • Somehow you KNOW when I’m reading your mind so you always think of something super obnoxious to get me out of your head but what I don’t know is that you do it because you’re usually thinking about me and oone time I catch you off guard. you really think my eyes are that pretty??

Sorry these are kinda long, I couldn’t figure out how to phrase them ^^’

~Mod Karissa

I hate the way you talk to me
And the way you cut your hair
I hate the way you drive my car
I hate it when you stare

I hate your big dumb combat boots
And the way you read my mind
I hate you so much that it makes me sick
It even makes me rhyme

I hate the way you’re always right
I hate it when you lie
I hate it when you make me laugh
Even worse when you make me cry

I hate the way you’re not around
And the fact that you didn’t call
But mostly I hate the way I don’t hate you
Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.

People’s reaction to me is sometimes “Uch, I just don’t like her. I hate how she thinks she is so great.” But it’s not that I think I’m so great. I just don’t hate myself. I do idiotic things all the time and say crazy stuff I regret, but I don’t let everything traumatize me. And the scary thing I have noticed is that some people really feel uncomfortable around women who don’t hate themselves. So that’s why you need to be a little bit brave.
—  Mindy Kaling “Why Not Me”

“I hate the way you talk to me
And the way you cut your hair
I hate the way you drive my car
I hate it when you stare

I hate your big dumb combat boots
And the way you read my mind
I hate you so much that it makes me sick
It even makes me rhyme

I hate the way you’re always right
I hate it when you lie
I hate it when you make me laugh
Even worse when you make me cry

I hate the way you’re not around
And the fact that you didn’t call
But mostly I hate the way I don’t hate you
Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all”

–10 Things I Hate About You (1999)

monday afternoon, you asked me what was wrong

you said: whats wrong with you? you’ve been so quiet these past few weeks. I had no response. I shrugged and turned my music a notch louder.

you don’t care about me, was what i wanted to say. you don’t need me around, you have other people to talk too. 

it’s been quiet, we’re becoming strangers once again

earlier today my you asked me how i was

i told you i was good; to which you replied you don’t look so good. i slammed the door behind me and turned my music one notch louder.

i’m only your everything, when you feel alone

monday night, you came into my room

i was told i looked depressed. homework, was my simple reply

i have to pretend for you. there’s nothing i can tell you. bottling it up might make me feel worse in the end, but its the only thing that makes you feel happy now. 

i’m scared of you reading my mind

i don’t know how much more i can take

i ran into you today. someone i’ve been avoiding for the past few weeks. you hugged me, triggering intense pain on my open wounds, you asked if i was avoiding you. 

of course not

how can you stay away from something, but still come back to it?

you were addictive, like peppermint.

i’m irrelevant

yesterday, i slept almost the entire day

but sleep doesn’t help your soul when its tired

10 Things I Hate About You

I hate the way you talk to me

and the way you cut your hair

I hate the way you drive my car

I hate it when you stare

I hate your big dumb combat boots

and the way you read my mind

I hate you so much that it makes me sick

it even makes me rhyme.


I hate the way you’re always right


I hate it when you lie

I hate it when you make me laugh

Even worse when you make me cry

I hate the way you’re not around

and the fact that you didn’t call

but mostly I hate the way I don’t hate you

not even close

not even a little bit

not even at all

10 Things I Hate about You


I hate the way you talk to me
And the way you cut your hair
I hate the way you drive my car
I hate it when you stare

I hate your big dumb combat boots
And the way you read my mind
I hate you so much that it makes me sick
It even makes me rhyme

I hate the way you’re always right
I hate it when you lie
I hate it when you make me laugh
Even worse when you make me cry

I hate the way you’re not around
And the fact that you didn’t call
But mostly I hate the way I don’t hate you
Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all

anonymous asked:

Hi! I really want to start reading YA historical fiction but I'm not sure what I should read first. Can you recommend some authors who writes YA historical fiction? Thank you so much!

Hi! I love historical fiction, so I have plenty of recs:

Ones I haven’t read yet:

Anyone else have any historical fiction recs?

10 Things I Hate About You

I hate the way you talk to me

and the way you cut your hair

I hate it when you drive my car

I hate it when you stare

I hate your big dumb combat boots

and the way you read my mind

I hate you so much it makes me sick

it even makes me rhyme

I hate the way you’re always right

I hate it when you lie

I hate it when you make me laugh

even worse when you make me cry

I hate it when you’re not around

or the fact that you didn’t call

But mostly I hate the way I don’t hate you

not even close

not even a little bit 

not even

at all