remember when i used to make stuff for tumblr

OK, HERE'S HOW IT GOES

I failed my semester. And I’m not sad at all, because I didn’t want to be there. I didn’t want to study this shit. Many of lecturers were just horrible assholes.

But you know what? I needed this. I needed this so much. I decided to join student radio which is placed in my campus and it was literally the best decision of my life. I went for it, gave as much as I could from myself. And thanks to that, I finally do know what I want to do in my life. I work in social media/marketing team and I really love it. My new friends are wonderful, inspiring people, we do a lot of creative stuff, we organise events and contests. I could go on and on about our tasks, really. And thanks to that, I decided to start cultural and media studies next year and until this time I will rewrite my mature exams to make sure I will get in there. Now I only use tumblr as a graphic search engine so I probably won’t post anything new.

Please, remember guys, when life drags you back it means it’s going to launch you into something great. We need failures in our life, so don’t be afraid to make mistakes and bad decisions because sometimes it’s the only way to find your true calling.

I hope all of you will achieve your goals and do something you love.

Stay positive and motivated, I love you all 💕

Finn Big Bang Info

Hey, guys! My apologies for not setting this up sooner, but the Finn Big Bang is up and running! Here’s everything you need to know.

What The Heck Is This Anyway?

Basically, a Big Bang is an exchange between an author and an artist based around a certain theme (in this case, the lovely Finn from the sequel trilogy of Star Wars). I organized this specific event in order to boost activity in the Finn tag on AO3, so I’d like to ask that all writers post their work there (and also in the collection that I made for that purpose).The art must be based on the fic, but whether it is a montage, a scene, or even a moodboard, I’m not limiting you.

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This is just a reminder that when you’re making stimboards/moodboards/gifsets/image-heavy posts

Not only should you source the image

But you should also check the usage rights and make sure you’re allowed to use the image

This is especially important with stimboards that include body stims, because gifs of people are in there, but it’s important with everything. Google has a function that allows you to search based on usage rights, which is very helpful. I know it’s hard enough to get people to source images and stuff online, but it’s also important to remember that not all images are available for use.

Also a reminder that “I found it on Google/Tumblr/Pinterest/whatever” is not a source. A source is either a link or enough information that someone could find the link on their own.

HI FRIENDS!

No time long see. I’m such a sack.

Because I’ve been really busy with life recently, and I had to take a step back from tumblr, I’ve kind of lost touch with Marauders and Jily characterization etc etc. I do want to start making Marauder Notes and writing drabbles again, because they and all of you guys made/make me very happy.

Sooooooo I was wondering if I could ask you a small favour.

If you’ve read any (not too long) marauder fics recently, or if you’ve written any yourself, could you please send them my way? I would love to get reading again, and I’ll do my best myself to re-read the HP books, and maybe just maybe I could start making new stuff again. I would appreciate it very much.

Also, my inbox is always open to you if anyone ever wanted to talk about anything, be friends, or complain about your study workload (I have an essay due today and an essay due tomorrow, and also a test tomorrow night hahahahahahahahahahalp)!

Much love, 

Leina x

anonymous asked:

I got $10 and i really want to by my first gem/set up an altar without my parents knowing [im 13]. Any suggestions? Im broke lol

Hey! Here’s a post that has really cheap supplies for you: http://wicca.tumblr.com/post/136271031010/budget-witchcraft-supplies-masterpost

Like really cheap. Also perhaps you could try making a small alter in a shoebox that could easily be hidden. (When you want to use it, take the stuff out and place it on top of said box!)

Remember that you don’t have to have a fancy alter or anything. Magic comes from you!

anonymous asked:

when i was younger i used to be in the light luxury community on tumblr and your blog makes me remember those days so fondly! I'm always so tempted to go back into blogging that aesthetic stuff because it made me feel really happy and calm but the community faded away :( I'm just happy to have you on my dash, thank you <3

*gasp* this is so sweet and kind!! and aw, you should absolutely jump back into the “soft” and “elegant” blog community once more, especially if it made you feel so nice. ♡ :,) i love running a mostly-relaxing blog; it definitely does wonders for calming and centering me. ☺️💫 no need to thank me, thank ~u~ so much for your niceness! i hope your day is as nice as you are! 🕊

I feel so old. I remember making this blog when I was 15 and now I turn 21 this year. Time flew. I used tumblr in classes when I was bored to look at cute anime gifs and pretty Asian fashion styles and now it’s weird to be back. I remember going on tumblr every summer night just to reblog and stuff and this summer I’m starting to work in the hospital and get my license and actually become a grown up. I have adulting :( I’m starting to feel so old now but we all have to grow up and get jobs one day. It’s life. Life is crazy and we all change so much without realizing it. I just wanted to say thanks to the people who were there since day 1. I love u all <3 I will still continue to use tumblr whenever I feel like looking back and reminiscing the days. I still enjoy it as much as I did 5 years ago and my love for cosplay, music, and art started all from this blog :3 I don’t think I’ve changed a bit lol

Random stuff to do when you don’t want to do anything

▼Open your blinds + your window and let some fresh air in YAS

▼Take a bath/esfoliate your skin or wash your face, whatever makes you feel “cleaner”

▼Drink some water (here’s some reasons why!)

▼Don’t use an alarm, allow your body to wake up when it feels ready (of course, only when you don’t have school or other stuff)

▼Say something nice to someone, or to yourself

▼Watch your favorite show (also, I recommend Steven Universe if you want to have a fun time)

▼Brush your teeth, morning breath is gross plus you’ll fell super fresh! Just remember to not drink orange juice after, yikes!

▼Tidy up something, be it your room, clearing your tumblr likes, your e-mail, your desktop

▼When you wake, or before you go to sleep, put your favorite music in a low volume and just lay there enjoying it.

▼Sleep without your bra on if you aren’t already (or if you use a bra!) sometimes your boobs can hurt because of that!

▼Step away from your eletronical devices, even if it’s just for a few minutes.

▼Put a movie loading while making something to eat and after that cuddle up and just enjoy!

▼Don’t want to read books? Read a fanfiction instead, and don’t forget to show your appreciation by leaving a nice comment to the writer.

▼Go on youtube to see people playing games or drawing, it’s good!

▼Or just go on youtube to see people doing something you love + giving advices or something

Just do something that makes you feel good without feeling bad or blaming yourself for not working all the time!

If you don’t feel like doing nothing, don’t do it. Yes, you need to study, work, etc… but once in a while doing nothing can be pretty relaxing!

I just saw a post that explained why black men who post things like “white girls do it better, retweet to ruin a black girls day etc” hate black women and there were a few tweets of black men writing all kinds of mean,derogatory, disrespectful stuff about black women and tbh after reading them i feel kind of sad. Honestly, why do black men hate us so much? What have we done to y’all? It seems like the only social media where the majority of black men don’t post things like that is here on tumblr.. I’m not even gonna lie, things like that do make me insecure..  Like when black boys approach me on the street, i remember those tweets and think that they’re probably only seeing me as some easy side bitch. The reason why i didn’t reblog the post is because some of us do feel bad about themselves after reading things like that. After @theblacklittlemermaid made a post saying that it’s kind of pointless to reblog screenshots of black men disrespecting us, i realized that we really shouldn’t give men like that that kind of attention. like yeah calling them out on it is good but when it’s posted here they probably won’t even know it/ see it so what really is the point of posting it here? From now i’ll try to prevent reblogging negative stuff like that on my blog and instead reblog stuff that uplift us.

Trying to get back into reblogging fan stuff!!

Hey guys!  

So those of you who’ve been around for a couple years with me here probably remember that I used to do mass-reblogs every couple weeks or so, where I’d just take some time to sit down and play catch-up with the tags, and curate reblogs of all the awesome fan work you guys make!

Because tumblr is a TURD-SHOW of a website, I used to only “like” stuff as a marker for where I’d left off reblogging things, so when the time came every couple weeks, I could just scroll down to all those little red hearts and see where I left off.  WELL, I got busier and busier, and the fandom got bigger and bigger, and I started falling behind.  

That was over a year ago, and I used to get kinda stressed about it, because it wouldn’t be fair to just skip over all those people who’s posts I’d missed.  I still checked/check the tags every day, and it was difficult for awhile to see all this cool stuff and just ignore it because of some self-imposed rule that I wasn’t being thorough enough.  Some time ago I teamed up with @pingnova to help coordinate my queue with @fyeahwelcometohell​, ‘cause she does such an incredible job, but I am gonna’ try to just start reblogging stuff regularly again.

I’ll never be able to make it all the way back to wherever I left off, but seeing as how I still check the tags every day, it’s probably better for me to just jump back into reblogging stuff regularly than to let my activity here just fall off the charts.  Anyway I just wanted to give you guys a little update.  It still delights me to NO END to see what you guys are up to every day, and I’m gonna’ try to be better about showing that appreciation with more regular reblogs!  

Thanks!

anonymous asked:

Actually, disseminating false information on a platform like Tumblr isn't cool at all. Especially when you have as many followers as I'm sure you do. Just because you put "lies are fun" in your tags, doesn't mean that this is acceptable. It's fairly irresponsible of you. I'm kind of disappointed.

I have a pretty sensitive bullshit detector so that “marked for death” thing seemed like a pretty obvious lie to me. I do recognize, however, that I’m seen as a source of high-quality, peculiar information…and I did set that statement up to sound real.

I made up a real-sounding name, I said “like 12 hours” later, as if I was just remembering something I’d read somewhere else. I created something that sounded impossible to believe and used little tricks to make it sound more believable. 

I don’t want you to be disappointed in me…but I do want you to be critical thinkers EVEN WHEN IT’S ME! Because even when I’m not lying, I could totally be getting something wrong. The truth is a collaborative process. The lies of Tumblr (which I hate) will not be stopped by people not making stuff up, they’ll be stopped by people doing five seconds of fact checking before they reblog. 

fassevoir  asked:

I love how active you are on Tumblr. It makes us feel so much closer to you even though it's just answering questions and reblogging stuff usually. In like, my nine years of watching Youtube I haven't felt like this in a long time. Thanks for actually interacting with us! /end sappiness. PS. You're hair is really fab wow the artist within me is so pleased by the fact your hair and channel colours match. PPS. Would you ever go pastel blue to match your eyes?

Aw no need to thank me but that’s super sweet of you :) I remember when I watched youtube before I did it, I always wished the youtubers would interact more so when I started doing it, I made sure I did :)
It’s the best part of it all to me!

Also I will just be keeping green for a while :D

anonymous asked:

HI, I'm so sorry I don't want to bother you but I have a question and no tumblr account - your tumblr came up when I looked around where to ask this question and it seems like you answer asks a lot, so ... is this okay? I'm sorry if it's not! My friend and have been watching Teen Wolf since last year (like, it's a weekly thing we do together) and we both somehow feel like we missed a few episodes or something? I looked up Teen Wolf on wikipedia but it seems we have seen all the episodes that

aired on MTV but we still feel like we missed something? Like, are there web-episodes or a spin-off or something like that?Because my friend pointed some things out that (admittedly) don’t make sense and they weren’t answered watching the episodes - like, why is Cora alive and what happened to Boyd and Derek never really seemed to care about his girlfriend killing people and (kind of) betraying him and so we were wondering if there were like other sources that explained that stuff?

Again, I’m so sorry if I have bothered you! I just felt pretty helpless becaue we’ve been looking everywhere for days and the thing about Cora really bothers me.

hey dear, i’m afraid i can’t answer any of those questions outside of

  • Boyd is dead, and we have assumed someone removed his body from the loft, and no one in social services//his parents//the law ever went looking for him, and for how he died, same with Erica
  • Cora used the tardis to get the hell out of Beacon Hills and is now ruling 18th century France (the wide assumption being she survived in the first place by being in school with Derek and Laura when the fire started, and that they forgot to go collect her after, so she ran away)
  • Derek became a pod person at the end of 3a when his alpha status was removed, to ensure no one had any doubts about who is the true alpha, and he was busy battling his feelings for Stiles all through 3b and s4 he couldn’t focus on anything else. note how most of his conversations revolved around Stiles or his lack of wolf powers. both of these things can be led directly back to Cora vanishing at the end of 3a too SO we can only assume when Doctor Who arrived he took a lot of Derek’s memories and personality away too. all Derek can remember is Stiles.

but i can tell you that the teen wolf writers discuss in great depth the importance of leather jackets and how they might make or break the romance of a scene, so at least some of your worries can be shelved. they have the important stuff covered. i’m sorry i couldn’t be of more help, if it is of any consolation, i used to message the teen wolf tumblr about Boyd and the fact he died in the loft and what happened to his body and why did they keep using the loft without Derek ever mentioning the fact his beta died there, they have yet to get back to me. it was like a year ago now, but i’m sure they’re just working through and replying to all of the more important messages saying “teen wolf is so great!!!11!! ermeghed when will there be shirtlessness again?!!!

i have nothing but assumptions at this point, boo, sorry.

See these guys in the photo? That’s IM5. They’re a boy band. Us as the fans, are called 5ers or the 5amily. The 5ers are a great group of people. 5ers range from the ages 5-40+ and that is wonderful! It’s amazing that our boys are able to get a variety of people in. Some people think that there are “better 5ers”

There is no “better 5ers”.  No matter how many times you’ve tweeted at the boys, no matter how many times you’ve been to their concerts, or how many of the boys follow you on twitter, or if you have a Dalton follow on here, or the amount of times they have talked to you, or how much merchandise you have. None of that makes you a “better 5er” That doesn’t exist.

Also what is this war with the “tumblr 5ers” or the “twitter 5ers” and “IG 5ers”? Guys we are not better than them. Thinking like that is wrong. We’re here and they’re here for one reason and one reason only. To support the boys’ and their music. That’s all that it needs to be. Yes, there is the perks of making friends because of mutual interests in the boys. It tears me apart that we think we are superior to others. I’m both a twitter 5er and a tumblr 5er. I get upset when I see stuff like that.

I’m sick of hearing that another one of the 5ers have left because on here we have become “so cliquey”. I lost some good friends because of that. Remember 5er-compliments? People used to be filling that up like crazy. Now I can’t remember when the last time it has been used? I know all fandoms are cliquey. I’m not saying you can’t have close friends on here, but all I see is the same people talking to the same people not bothering making new friends.

When I came in you all were so welcoming and friend it was awesome. Now it’s hard to scroll through my dash without people fighting and making accusations, drama, and hate. That has to stop. It’s not good. Can we get back to the good days again? Can we all today get the courage to strike up a conversation with someone you have not had the pleasure of speaking to yet?

anonymous asked:

how are your gifs so nice and not over sharpened! Do you have any tips for complete beginners. haven't started but i wanna start out strong

disclaimer: i’m not a pro, i’m just a lonely chicken nugget with access to photoshop and these are merely my personal experiences and opinions.
lets go ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

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More info regarding the 7 Million Tribute

So I didn’t mention when the cutoff date was. We don’t really have a certain date, but we were thinking that the cutoff would be when Jack hits at least 6.8 million. Remember, you can either tag it as 7 million Tribute, or you can submit it to us through our email, Twitter, and Tumblr. You could also tag us directly in it, but it would be much easier to tag it as 7 Million Tribute :)

Also don’t forget that you could also submit things to Jayme and Ellie too!

IMPORTANT REMINDER: When you are submitting stuff to us through Tumblr, PLEASE make sure you do not have the word Jack Septic Eye in your caption! That makes it show up in the tag, so please be mindful of that! Thanks!

Submit stuff to me:
My Email: acoraggio5101@gmail.com
My Twitter

Submit stuff to Jayme:
Her Email: jlhitchcock@wesleyancollege.edu
Her Twitter

Submit stuff to Ellie
Her Email: elliebell.marie33@gmail.com
Her Twitter


Have questions? Ask us here:
My Tumblr
Jayme’s Tumblr
Ellie’s Tumblr

EDIT: I completely forgot to add that when you submit, please also include your first and last name! :) 

5 Seconds of Summer Song Preference- Amnesia- 5SOS

This is going to be quite lengthy so just a warning <33

Ashton:  When he says those words that hurt you, do you read the ones I wrote you?

Ice Cream and chick flicks is how I spend my Saturday night.  Thanks to my best friend.  And of course Carter.  I knew our relationship was weakening, I could see it in his eyes.  I could see his annoyance whenever I mentioned going on a date.  I could hear monotone whenever he said “I love you”.  I saw him fucking my best friend on the couch when I came home from the movies. 

He did apologize.  Not for sleeping with her; he apologized for my boring personality.  He told me that he did still love me, but he just saw no reason for us to be together anymore.  He thought the only reason I was dating him was so I had someone to hang on to. 

He quietly packing his things and left through the door.  I stood there in silence until I heard both of their cars leave. 

I angrily scoop another spoonful of ice cream when my phone buzzes.  I see that Amanda tried to text me again.  I unlock the phone and see what she said. 

Y/N I am so sorry hun.  Please forgive me we have been through so much we cant just end it over some stupid little thing!

I lock my phone and take another big bite.  How could Carter to this to me?  I gave him 100% commitment in our relationship.  I never thought about any other man, I always gave him space when he needed it, I did everything write.  Apparently not. 

These movies are starting to make me feel depressed so I go upstairs to re-arrange my closet.  For some reason organizing my clothes has always made me feel better.  Its kind of like starting over and leaving room for another life. 

I start with the top shelf.  Upon the shelf are dusty boxes I’ve stored but never looked at.  Old trophies, some ugly necklaces from my aunt, etc.  I pull down a brown paper package addressed to me.  I brush dust off the top and see a note scribbled on the top. 

I smile when I see who it is from.  Then I remember we haven’t talked in 6 months.

Hey weirdo,

Happy Birthday! 18 years ago I pushed you into a pile of mud and laughed.  Sorry.  I was new and I thought girls had cooties.  But your personality is what made us become best friends, even if sometimes I am tempted to shove you into another mud pile.

Love your stupid head,

Ash xx

I laugh at his ridiculousness.  I don't remember putting it here in the first place.  Actually, I don’t remember receiving it.  Why has it been up here for 6 months? 

I tear open the package and find a bouquet of wilted flowers.  My heart aches when I realize they are Daisy’s.  When we would get together, we would play Mario Cart and I was always Daisy.  He teased me for being such a girly character but he shut up when I beat him. 

Underneath the flowers is a big blue card with my name written in beautiful cursive.  I turn it around and tear open the card.  I open the paper and read the handwritten note from my best friend.

Happy Birthday Y/N!!  Holy balls your (grammatical error on purpose) 18 years old!  I really hope you like the flowers, I knew you would understand the second you got them.  I actually laughed while getting them because I remember the time when I was in first and you bumped me off the edge and you came in first and I came in like, 9th.  

But thats what I love about you, you play dirty.  Yeah, I said love.  Y/N I don’t really know how to write this on paper.  My hand is shaking like crazy and there is a basked filled with drafts of these.  But you see Y/N, I am truly, unconditionally, madly, deeply, desperately in love with you.  I always have been.  

I know that we are like brother and sister and this might make you feel totally awkward, but I want to be the one who kisses you goodnight, not Carter.

I love the way your smile lights up when you successfully accomplish something.  I love how your hands are so tiny compared to mine.  I love that little freckle below your ear.  You say you always hate it but I think it is the most beautiful thing in the world.  

I love how you hate Red Solo cups because you found a spider in one once.  I love how you refuse to sleep with socks on because it feels like your feet are on fire so you settle for freezing feet.  

I love how you end every text message with a heart because I know that you have a place in your heart for everyone.  

I love your sense of humor, and how you make the most awkward situations the most fun.  

I love how on lazy days you wear sweatpants and Carters over sized sweatshirts, even in the summer. 

I love you way more than Carter does or ever will.  And I know somewhere  you’ve known its always been me and not him because I can see it in your eyes every time I say goodbye. 

Y/N this is the hard part.  Carter doesn't want me to see you anymore.  I explained to him I love you and he punched me in the jaw.  He threatened me with a gun Y/N.  

After I send this, I wont be able to see you or talk to you anymore.  I hope you don’t feel bad if I don’t answer your calls or texts.  But I’m not giving up that easily.  Carter has probably stashed this somewhere, you may not even read it until your 30 but I’ll still be waiting for you.  

The second you realize that you love me back, call me.  I’ll know its you because of the gap in time.  Call me and tell me you love me.

And Y/N, just because I didn't answer your calls, doesn't mean I’m not your best friend.

Love always and forever,

Ash xoxo

My heart is beating so quickly when I finish this.  He loves me?  Jesus Y/N how could I not have known?  No, I did know.

Every time he came to my house with flowers and chocolate when I was feeling bad, every time he won me a prize, every time he made sure I had my seatbelt on first, every time he lent me $20, every time he let me cry into his shoulder, every time he showed up at my door in the middle of no where and played Mario Cart with me.  Every time he let me push him off the edge.  

I stand up and walk downstairs, each step coming up with more and more reasons of why I love Ashton.  My heart flutters when I see my phone and I scroll down until I see his name.  I havnt called him in so long so his voice almost sounds foreign when he answers.  But not foreign enough to know that he is still the one. 

“I love you to Ashton.”

Luke:  I wish that I could wake up with amnesia, and forget about the stupid little things; like the way it felt to fall asleep next to you, and the memories I never can escape

His P.O.V

Her laugh appeared in my dream again.  Her hair all messy, eyes bright, smile wide and white.  Her little giggle filled my ears and faded when I woke up.  My eyes are bloodshot and the covers are all disfigured.  I’ve been tossing and turning all night, I just cant seem to get her out of my mind.  Its all driving me crazy. 

I get up and walk over to my dresser.  I pull out my Nirvana T-Shirt and smell it.  At first it was my t-shirt, but then Y/N took it as her own.  We called it her t-shirt and she slept with it almost every night.  Her aroma stayed with the shirt, and when she left she gave me the decency of giving it to me. 

I look at the holes the shirt has from all the uses.  I remember how this shirt looked on her.  The bottom just reached her hips and the sleeves went over her hands, making the perfect tumblr hipster picture. 

I stuff my face in the shirt and cry.  I miss her god dammit.  There is nothing more that I want than to just forget about her.  I cant live like this knowing that I wasn’t there for her when she needed me most and now she is gone.  I want to forget about her.  Her face, laugh, smile, habits, personality, voice, everything.  I need too.

I grab my phone off the dresser and unlock it.  I look through my messages until I reach hers.  I haven’t deleted it after 4 months.  When she left I sent her a bunch of messages on how I love her and I’m sorry and I will try harder and she replied with one simple message:

I’m sorry

The next morning her dad called to say she has passed that night.  they checked her phone and said that I was the last person she texted.  she send that text 8 minutes before she took a handful of pills. 

I will never forgive myself.  I never knew she was in trouble.  I should’ve paid more attention to her, told her she was beautiful in person instead of on the phone.  There are a million things I could’ve done to prevent this. 

But I don’t have a time machine.

Calum:  The pictures that you sent me they’re still living in my phone
I’ll admit I like to see them, I’ll admit I feel alone

His P.O.V

I hear laugher at the front of the tour bus.  I know that they’re all having a really good time talking, and watching movies, and making dumb keeks, and everything that I want to avoid at the moment.

I sit at the back of the bus, scrolling through all her photos.  I have an album full of her smile, laugh, her stupid faces, weird videos we made when we were bored, anything that has her on it, is in this album. 

I take a look at the photo of her I took on Christmas.  She is wearing a Santa hat and her face is joyful from the puppy I got her.  I look at another one and she is still wearing the hat, and she is putting her nose up to the puppy’s. 

I remember that day so perfectly…

“Alright babe, I have one more present for you today.  Luke, please go retrieve the present."  I say.  Y/N puts on the Santa hat and rings the little bell at the top.  She smiles at me as Luke goes into the next room. 

"Close your eyes Y/N!” Luke says and she giggles and closes her eyes. 

“Okay!” she yells.  She smiles ear to ear as she reaches her arms out.  Luke walks in the room with a small German Shepherd puppy.  The puppy tries to get out of his grasp but he sets it in Y/Ns arms before he can.  She takes the puppy and a look of puzzlement comes upon her face but then she gasps and smiles.  She opens her eyes and looks at the puppy in her arms. 

“Oh my god!” she yells in excitement.  She holds the puppy up to her face and I take a picture.  She sets the puppy in her lap and looks at me.

“Calum this is the best present I ever got!  Thank you so much!” she exclaims as she pets the puppy.  “Oh wait take a picture!"  she holds the puppy in front of her face and brings her nose to his.  She smiles and I take the picture…

"Hey mate, we’re ordering some pizza and watching a movie, wanna come?"  Michael tells me.  I am put out of my trance and see him pointing his thumb over his shoulder where I can see Luke and Ashton looking at me. 

"No.  I’ll stay here."  I say.  He looks at me and nods, walking back to the other boys. 

"Told you."  Ashton says.  I don’t want to be with them right now.  I just want to be alone in my misery.  I am nothing without her and I now that.  No amount of pizza or movies is going to fix that.  I swipe to the left and see the delete button next to her album.

"I need to forget.” I think.  My thumb hovers over the button but I turn off my phone instead the throw in across the couch. 

Michael:  Tell me this is just a dream, cause I’m really not fine at all

Your P.O.V

I sit alone at home on Netflix.  A bowl of popcorn sits on my lap as I watch How I Met Your Mother.  I was going to go to the fair with my friend but a storm started so it got canceled.  So this is what a lonely Friday night looks like .  I normally would be with Michael tonight, but I ended our relationship.  He was away on tour too much and would always tell me that when he got home we would do everything together but most nights he would be out the other boys and doing interviews and maybe once a week we would have a special day together, if we were lucky.  Needless to say we was heartbroken.  I prop my feet up on the table and click the next episode.  Before it starts, I hear a knock on the door.  I close my laptop and get off the couch.  I open the door and Michael is standing in the rain.  His green hair is flat against his face and his shirt is drenched and sticking to his chest.  His eyes are red and puffy. 

“Michael what are you-”

“Tell me this is just a dream Y/N.  Tell me I’m not losing my mind every night because of some stupid mistake."  He takes deep breaths as rain drips off his hair and fingertips.  A huge clap of thunder erupts and I jump a little, bringing me back to reality. 

"Michael I’m sorry.  You weren’t with me.  Its like you were somewhere else and I couldn’t tell if you still loved me or not."  Tears start to form in my eyes but I wipe them away and try to be strong. 

"I’m sorry Y/N I really am and it hurts to know that you are not mine and you will someday be in the arms of another man and I cannot live with myself and not being able to call you my girlfriend is heart shattering.  Please take my back Y/N I will make up for all the lost day I promise  please Y/N I love you so much.”

I look at his sullen face and I feel quite sorry for him.  I know that he loved me, and I know that he loves me.  But I cant deal with anymore false promises. 

“I’m sorry Michael.” I say in almost a whisper.  I look down and slowly close the door.  I wait a second then look through the peephole.  He is still standing there looking at the door.  He starts to cry and takes his hands to cover his face.  I begin to cry too.  He takes a deep breath and walks away.  I step back and wipe my tears away.  I throw the popcorn away and run upstairs angrily. 

I walk into the bathroom and fun the water.  I cry while I undress myself.  I step into the hot water, hoping a nice bath will wash my worries away.

A/N:  I would like to thank clearlyashton and acidcxlum for helping me write this preference.  They are huuuuge inspirations for me and you should follow them yo.  The link thing isn’t working right now so don’t blame me.

Love you all!

-Anneliese<33