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I stopped shaving my legs every other day
I stopped only eating citras and drinking a gallon of water a day
I started smoking weed with my friends
I stopped bringing my phone with me to Temple, to coffee houses, to record stores, to concerts
I stopped ignoring my family and started baking cookies and pancakes with bananas and nuts and apples
I’ve made 32 pancakes since Friday,
I’ve burnt 13 but I’m getting there
I won’t let you burn me anymore I’m so fucking sick of flames
Turns out I don’t get off on pain
I don’t get off on being treated like a toy
I do not enjoy having a collection of sticky notes covered in conversation topics because you never held up your end
It’s true that one person always loves more but the other side needs to give something
You knew this would happen I have to go for my own self respect
I should’ve known when you stopped sending good morning texts
Or when your texts didn’t come at all until
late at night
When your words were always about sex
Maybe I should have turned my phone off or blocked your number when you told me about the first girl
Or the second or the third
But I thought you were worth it that I’d never find a better guy
You always listened you respected my boundaries
It’s probably easy when you have six other girls who will give you what I protect
I’m not picking up this time
I’m not checking your timeline I’m not listening to your music
I’m not dying my hair your favorite color or getting a tattoo
You
You don’t deserve my kind of love
Not from me,
You deserve a quiet love that won’t take up too much time
You killed me over and over again
You wasted and
disrespected me without even noticing
My heart has been replaced with beetles and old peach pits but soon
You won’t live there anymore to poison my wood
Flowers will bloom in my brain once again
Watered by my own love and confidence
Planted by me for me
You will never see them
Lilacs and roses were my favorite before you
Fuck your daisies you’re the one who cut them down
—  I Always Grow Back

I imagine that when Marinette finally asks Adrien on a date it will be with full Ladybug confidence and full Marinette awkwardness. (She probably fell into that position and only narrowly avoided calling him “hot stuff”)

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Being best friends with Draco Malfoy would include...

° Growing up with him having gone to the same pureblood primary school
° Constantly hearing about “perfect little potter” once you get to Hogwarts
° Making him put money in a jar every TIME he said Potter
° Making bets with his other “friends” about how many times he’d mention Harry in one day
° Getting away with teasing him and even throwing insults his way
° Laying your legs across his lap while you read and he either did homework or ranted about Potter
° Being mistaken as a couple obviously
° Both of you laughing whenever someone asks because Draco is very gay
° Being the only person who knows that little secret of his
° Being there for him when he needs someone to tell about everything he’s being made to do
° Telling him that everything will be alright again after the war
° Not fighting for either side of the war
° Helping him get back on his feet after the war has ended
° Smiling widely when he mentions Potter for the first time after the war
° Laughing when he told you they had a date because you always knew that hatred for the other boy wasn’t true
° Him making you his best woman at the wedding
° Being auntie (y/n) to his and Harry’s kids
° Having been through everything with him and never giving up on him
° Having never given up on him even when he told you to leave
° Watching him grow from the small scared boy his parents raised him to be into the man he was actually meant to be

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Happy belated Birthday to my dear shithead Jo ♡

But what if…

“Anakin, you remember how you called me grandmother when we met?” Jocasta Nu asked.

“Yes,” said Anakin, looking guilty.

“Are grandmothers the knowledge keepers on Tatooine?” Jocasta smiled.

Anakin smiled back. “Yes, Gran-Master.”

“None of that. You call me what you’re comfortable with, Anakin. I won’t stop giving you biscuits if you call me Grandmother.”

“The Grandmothers of Tatooine are storytellers and knowledge keepers. They’re like librarians, but also like higher up Jedi, such as yourself, Grandmother.”

Jocasta Nu would almost never feel free to say it, but that was the moment her heart became open to love.

(submitted by tariaramandilwen)

After that, Anakin pretty much always calls Jocasta “Grandmother.”

Sometimes, though, if any of the members of the Council are around, he’ll catch himself and go back to “Master.” But every time he uses that it feels more wrong.

And then there are the times he catches himself only halfway through the word, and ends up calling Jocasta “Grandmaster.”

When Anakin’s thirteen there’s an entire Council session called to address the issue of young Skywalker apparently believing Jocasta Nu is the Grandmaster of the Jedi Order. Obi-Wan is horribly embarrassed.

(Rebellious Jedi younglings and even a few other padawans start referring to Jocasta as “Grandmaster” on purpose. This is definitely not behavior Anakin ever encourages.)

(And there’s definitely not a half-ironic, half-serious Jedi youth movement anonymously demanding that Yoda step down as Grandmaster and communicating with each other via space twitter using #grandmasterjocasta.)

I look at you now and you look like more than just my friend. I wish I could tell you this. I wish I can tell you how much I need you and how much I want you. I wish you knew that you give me butterflies everytime we talk and everytime we hangout and everytime you text me or call me or smile at me. I wish you understood how much it hurts to call you a friend when you mean so much more than that. I wish you understood that you have taken up a place in my heart I didn’t even want to give you. But I know you don’t feel the same, it’s a gut feeling. And still there is a part of me that doesn’t accept it, that continues to love you, that is a hopeless romantic, that wants our hangouts to turn into dates, that wants our conversations to end with kisses, that wants to hold you close and not just hug you.
—  I wish you’d just give me a chance to show you what we could be because I know we would be amazing // JustScribbledWords