reblog like you mean it

i just saw my life flash before my eyes
  • my mom: dad is gonna be home soon and he will turn off the wifi to your phone
  • me [sarcastically]: oh no whatever will i do without wifi
  • my mom [angrily]: your generation depends on wifi
  • me [stuttering with hesitation]: half your generation depends on life support

me, a sensitive and very emotional person who cries easily and can’t take any criticism: i wanna fight someone

youtube

Made a lyric comic (rest of it is under the cut to prevent dashboard clogging)

Keep reading

Before someone asks: No, I’m never going to stop doing these stupid text post things

  • me: you're not abusive if you are (lists a symptom of a mental illness)
  • some NT fuck on tumblr dot com: why are you saying that people with (mental illness) are excused from being abusive?? people with (mental illness) can be abusive just as much as normal people can!! (mental illness) does not excuse you from being abusive!!
  • me: *looks into the camera like im on the office*
fireworks

Adam and Ronan spend New Year’s Eve together at the Barns, and it’s a dream come true.

general audiences
3.8k words, set post-trk
(read here on ao3!)

Things You Said At 1am.

Things You Didn’t Say At All.

Carl tip toes into her room, leaving the door slightly ajar behind him. He eyes his dad, slumped over the edge of her bed, his head resting on her lap. Carl walks up beside his father, taking note of his fingers intertwined with hers tightly. Carl wants to be angry with him. He wants to scream at him and tell him how much of a fuck up he is. He wants to ask him why every time things get good, he has to figure out a way to ruin them. But that isn’t fair this time. He tried. Carl knows that he actually tried this time. So instead of waking up his battle worn father, he runs his hand over his damp hair softly; lovingly. Like his father has done to him so many times in the past.

 

Carl takes a seat next to him and turns his attention to the closest thing he’s had to a mother in over a year. Her face is puffy and bruised, no doubt from pointless beatings at the hands of Negan’s heathens. But he knew she fought tooth and nail. Refusing to stay down; getting back up each and every time they knocked her off her feet. She wouldn’t have it any other way. His father lost his mind at her appearance when they dragged her from the van after taking her nearly a week before.

 

“You fucking prick!” Rick screamed loudly when his eyes landed on her, struggling against the hold that Arat and Bob had on him, “Goddamnit! I did everything you fucking wanted! Everything! You fucking-”

 

Carl glances down at his plaid shirt, her now dried blood staining the material. Enid begged him to take it off, to change, but he couldn’t. He wouldn’t. It would serve as a reminder to him now and always as to why that mother fucker has to die. Daryl, Rick, Gabriel, Carl, and Rosita watched in horror as Negan stabbed her with the same hunting knife he used on Spencer. She crumpled to the ground and within an instant, the war was ignited. Bullets whizzing through the air, fists flying, knives slicing.

 

Carl reaches out and places his hands on her forearm, a little surprised at her warmth. That’s a good sign at least. He strokes her skin gently, smiling softly for really no reason at all, which surprises him more, “I never thought this situation would be reversed. It’s usually you huddled over my bedside.” He says quietly, “I know I’ve never told you this, well, I kinda have, in my own dumb way.” He pauses, glancing to his left as his dad shifts but doesn’t wake. His breaths deep and rhythmed. He turns back toward her, his mind racing with the words he wants to say. Carl was always like his mother, never finding a time where he was lost for words. Now is no different, “That night, on the porch, after Deanna. When I told you that I would do it for you. What I meant to say was that I love you. My sister loves you.”

 

He drops his head a little, his voice growing softer and softer by the minute, “My dad loves you. I don’t know if he’s said it, probably hasn’t, but I know he does. He’s not a talker, he won’t say it out loud but I hope you can feel it. I hope you know it. I’ll, I’ll talk to him. I’ll tell him that sometimes people just need to hear it, for no reason. I’ll make sure that you hear it. From him, from me, from Daryl, from everyone. Because we love you Michonne. We love you and we need you.”

 

He nods a little, growing more and more confident as he speaks, knowing that his words will come true, “Daryl and Jesus are working on a plan right now. And when you’re strong and you can fight, we’ll take that piece of shit down. Together. We’ll hang his head on the gates of Alexandria as a sign to any future fucks that wanna mess with us. We don’t die easy. But they will.”

 

His hair falls in his face as he looks up and gazes out of the small window. His hand grazes down her arm and rests on top of his fathers’. He laces his fingers as best he can with both of theirs just as the clock strikes one am.

2017

HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERY ONE!!

Ok, 2016 was sucks tbh, but I’m really glad I met Steven Universe and get to know all of you.

Every like, reblog, and comment you guys gave me means a lot to me.
I’m so   thankful to have you all in my life, really.  OwQ
And I’m gonna draw more and more lapidot this year, so you’d better get ready!!XDD


Happy New Year again and wish you have a great year ahead!!

People: all I see is s/u crit everywhere I cannot escape it :(

Me: 🤔 hmmmm

Looks in “s/u” tag: In recent I mostly saw posts in spanish and the occasional s/u liveblogging post
Now lets look in the top: mostly s/u screenshots, the occasional nice art.

Okay lets look in St*ven Un*verse tag:
First Recent: Lots of nice s/u art/posts and even asks with the title of s/u in it. So far no s/u critical posts.
Now top: a few videos, lots of nice positive art. Seems pretty good.

Now lets look in s/u critical tag:
First recent: a few good redraws of screencaps, asks with the tag name in it, long paragraphs of people whining about the tag, people insulting others for being critical, actual posts of people who loved the show who are disappointed by its current turn. And some art of redesigns that look nice.

Top: really good videos, some funny posts, some long text posts all in all pretty good.

So are you guys actively searching for these posts? Or am I just blind? 🤔

9

Karlie Kloss being sunshiney in the kitchen. (X)

bonus gifs ;)

youtube

“It can all suddenly be over tomorrow, but… I’m still insanely happy I met him. I was fake before it. And I’m over that, now I want… my life to be real.”

by gaysweaters / xLiesForALiar