sorry for all these photos of myself

heeyy guys sorry i have not been posting a whole lot lately. Its hard to juggle life and my accounts but I try my best! i appreciate all the followers, comments, & likes.. means a lot!
to show you how much i love you guys here’s a sexy photo that i personally love myself 💋♥️


Okay, so in my most recent watch of ghostbusters (so recent its is still paused in front of me as i make this post) I noticed Holtzmann has this backpack when they first go to see the firehouse. It struck me as very not holtzmann at first as her clothing tends to be more muted and earthy in colour but then I thought it was soooo holtzmann as it does suit her personality and her way of mismatching items. I could just see her finding this backpack and being like ‘oh I like this, this is fun’ (but in a more holtzmann like way) and not even thinking that it will never go with anything ever and just liking how bright and fun it is.

And then I realised that I’ve never seen it about or mentioned anywhere so now I really want some good quality close ups of this. Could be useful for all those cosplayers out there (I also just really like the bag myself).

Sorry for the crap quality but I was just taking photos of my computer screen, I am major noob when it comes to things like this. If someone does get better quality screencaps or even gifs let me know pls. I will be forever grateful.


Good morn, evening, night?? to whoevers reading this probably no one thats awesome :’) 

So CALL ME OLD FASHIONED but instead of just having internet friends I think it would be really cool to have an actual pen pal on the other side of the world (or in the same country man i dont even care) 

Ill tell you about myself so you can see how boring i am and youll feel sorry for me and write letters to my sorry ass (:D) 

My name’s Ash and I’m 18 years old. Im from Melbourne in Australia (nothing happens here) (like at all im always fucking bored) 

I’m a university student and Im studying film and photography. Like I said before, Melbourne really isnt cool but I can promise that I will take, print out and send you really cool photos of our cityscape bc its naice. 

I enjoy procrastinating and wasting all of my time watching films and reading waaayyyy too many books, so if you like films and books then we can talk about them all the time yay for that 

I also love music, all kinds really

Id really love to get to know someone in a different country than me. Im looking for someone between the ages of 17-24. Or anything really I dont care. 

Please message me if youre interested :) or just like this post and ill message you :)) 

My handwriting is also shocking so theres that. pls forgive. 

I will send you keyrings of koalas and kangaroos. 

Firstly I apologise for the truly appalling quality of the lighting in both pictures. This room just doesn’t work but it’s also my only full length mirror so I’m sorry it’s a bit rubbish.

So despite Christmas 🎄 this is my official five months progress photo. It’s actually one where I can look at this and start to feel happy about things. It’s going in the right direction and clean eating with regular exercise is completely changing my body. It’s all a bit excited. Is it ok to say I actually feel a bit proud of myself?

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My Ib costest I did today! I’m only missing the rose and my cosplay is fully done!

Yes, I don’t look like myself at all but I hope I look like Ib just a little bit ;v;
Also I used brown lenses instead of red ones because they looked cuter…

I’m sorry about the lighting, it’s pretty dark in Finland righ now and my apartment has really bad lights.. Also because I live alone I didn’t have anyone to take my photos so they are just selfies… :D I’m gonna take better photos when my sister comes here.

I sew the skirt and tie by myself ^^

once again i was home by myself...

so i thought i’d put photos of Billie all over my house again since my mum took it so well the last time 

Billie in the toaster 

Billie in the shower

Billie in the oven

Billie under a towel 

Billie on the cat

Billie on the laptop

and finally Billie in a plant

currently waiting for my mum to find em’ all ^_^

Hey gals, guys and non binary pal i’m Sophie. ^^ sorry i’m late to this 0-o when is this due?!
- i’m a demigirl and heteroflexible
- i feel better drawing myself then actually taking a photo sorry ;;
I’ve been a huge fan of Thomas Sanders for ages and he always manages to make other people feel good every time he appears.
Keep putting smiles in this world Thomas! were all cheering for you!


Hey babes, it’s Brandi!
I don’t EVER post photos of myself on here (and I don’t like taking pictures of myself) but I decided to give up n just post two w #babe #actual loml.
I’ve been tagged in a bunch of these in the past n I don’t want y'all to think I’m some creepy person bc I never post pics n just crazy tags on their reblogs lmao…😅
(I don’t wear makeup EVER either so excuse my face pls 😭- look at coups!)
I guess this is the bias selfie tag???
Tagged by the wonderful @cheolsgirl 😘💞💘💗💗💗💗💕💝💘💕💓

Tagging: @jeonghanshairband (DO IT ALINA) @sukaato @vernonv @minghaeo @hoshikwondo @junhan @wonwoosart @seveanteen @vernkn @adorejinhao @wal0uija @soonvt (only do it if you want!- except you Alina 👀)

I feel like talking about my books

Instead of working on the next page of the comic I took photos of some of my books because I wanted to show you guys. Because I honestly like books a lot, and I’ve got some interesting/weird ones I wanted to share.

And sometimes I just like to remind myself of nice things I have. (sorry for the bad photos)


This is a really really good book.

It’s all about ways and cases of how people have faked “new species” or “scientific evidence” of mythical creatures using weird taxidermy, photo-doctoring and other ways in which people have SUCCESSFULLY FOOLED a large enough group of people for a while to be noteworthy. The book was published in 1975 and is honestly written in a way that you can tell the author was having an enormous amount of fun, never dodging facts and never letting a good story ruin what is the truth, but also thoroughly enjoying the joke on people and sometimes celebrating the insane creativity behind some of these creations.

The book includes things you’d expect like the Fiji mermaid, and the unicorn skeleton which was pretty infamous, but also bizarre things like the fur-bearing trout.

I got it for $3 at a flea market.


I’m gonna avoid saying “this is a good book” or I’m gonna say that on every single one of these.

This is a book written in english by an english speaking author who lives in Japan, and although it includes a section on Anime, Chanbara and Kaiju, it also covers all the other sections of Japanese cinema that the non-Japanese audience might not even be aware of. From dramas to Pink movies to ‘Japan on Japan’ to art house. It’s probably the best book I’ve seen on Japanese cinema that offers a really broad look at the country’s film history, rather than focusing on the few exports we associate with the country.

I got this at a warehouse sale where the bookstore chain in this country use to have a bi-monthly thing where they sell their extra stock by weight, rather than cover price. Otherwise I probably wouldn’t have been able to afford the $50 price tag.


The best book on Archaeology I’ve managed to find thus far. I’ve tried finding other books that match how good this one is but I haven’t managed it yet. I’ve found inferior books on Archaeological discoveries, and books about like… the process of archaeology itself, but not a book that documents the histories and stories behind the discoveries themselves, talking about the persons who made the discoveries, the nature of each discovery, the time setting and weird events around the excavations. As well as giving facts about everyday life of people in the past and what each discovered item teaches us.

It’s in this book I learned about Mrs. Pretty and Jean Louis Buckhart. I’m just angry this book I bought on a whim turned out to be the best one and I now have an impossibly high standard for any future books on the subject.

I have this other book about lost treasures and In the Mrs. pretty story it uses a pun on 50 Shades of Grey for the chapter title. Just… fuck off.


I actually keep meaning to read this one and I still need to get around to it because I’m pretty bad at reading. I never seem to just sit down and do it unless I’m forced to.

However I’m still kinda into this book as a concept at least. The blurb says:

The Bible is full of myth and full of mystery and the Very Rev Gillbert Thurlow, the Dean of Gloucester takes the well known stories of the Old Testament and explains the purpose and symbolism behind the myths, showing where myth ends and history begins and how relevant these stories are to us today. He then goes on to examine the nature of the Mysteries of the New Testament.

And you guys know me, I’m all about symbolism and deeper meaning behind things (within reason)

The book was published in 1974. I got is for $4 at a flea market.


“Misao to Fukumaru” is a small little book with no actual writing in it. It’s a collection of photos taken of the author’s grandmother and her partially deaf cat living in rural Japan. It’s a gorgeous little book showing simple, everyday life and happiness. I have the second one too but the first one is much better. The second one is mainly made up of the B-roll and it kinda shows.


A book about the history of toys. Underneath it you can see my other book on toy history, but I decided to show this one instead. The other book documents the history behind things like Troll dolls and hula hoops, whereas this book instead is more “historical” for lack of a better word. Showing us popular toys from hundreds of years ago and earlier. Showing things like Ancient Egyptian horses on wheels to be pulled by string, doll houses from Victorian England, and french dolls from the Rococo period. It’s almost a bit heartbreaking to see the artistry in these toys, and compare to the cheap manufactured factory stuff made today. However I suppose back then only rich kids could get toys, instead of being widely available for everyone the way it is today.

Oh well.


I highly recommend this book if you can get your hands on it!

Honestly, I’ve found it hard to find any books on exploitation movies. Yes, there’s the Internet and shows like ‘The Cinema Snob’ which fills in a lot of the gaps, but no real BOOKS on the film subgenre. This is the best one I’ve managed to find that focuses on the topic itself, rather than talk about exploitation films as a single chapter in a book on film as a whole. Which is a shame, because Exploitation ‘trash’ (and yes. a LOT of it is complete trash) helped build movies into what they are today, for better or worse. They played a very vital role in shaping cinema, and not only that, but to ignore parts of history in favour of other parts paints an inaccurate picture of a time period.

It’s why you have people who believe ‘Saw invented Torture Porn’ when movies like ‘Blood-Sucking Freaks’ have existed since the 60s.

I once attended a screening by Jerry Beck on his ‘Worst Cartoons Ever’ show, where he states that he believed preserving terrible awful shit cartoons to be very important, and how nobody was doing it. Because “If we only remember the good and forget about the bad, of course we’re gonna say ‘Everything was so much better 20 years ago!’ If we ignore the crap how can we really see how much we’ve improved?”

Exploitation films are why the modern horror genre even exists tbh. Hollywood saw how much money ‘Last House on the Left’, ‘Halloween’, ‘The Texas Chainsaw Massacre’ and ‘Friday the 13th’ were making and went “Hey! There’s money here!” and made ‘Nightmare on Elm Street’. The first mainstream blood-soaked horror movie widely distributed.

Which, sadly, mostly killed the exploitation circuit. Because when all you have to fall back on is blood and nudity, how can you compete when Hollywood, which actually has money, starts muscling in on your territory.

Hilariously the opposite is now starting to be true.
Hollywood is so focused on churning out stupid gore-soaked horror movies that people are starting to pay more attention to the low-budget indie films that tend to have more thought put into them.

No photos of the inside on this one because it’s an indie released book (as it should be) and printing costs limited how many pictures could be included, so it’s mostly text.

I bought this from the Author while visiting friends in L.A.



21/100 days of productivity | quite honestly, i was incredibly stressed yesterday night because of all the things i had to do. or, rather, by the thought of what i had to do. because i was really busy yesterday night, and therefore couldn’t get some of my tasks done as i had planned, i started panicking and thought that by falling behind my schedule i had therefore created 2x the amount of work for myself this upcoming weekend. everything was jumbled up in my mind, and i wasn’t even sure what i needed to complete, except that it seemed like A Lot. 

but then, right before i went to bed, i decided to just dump everything i had to do out onto my bullet journal—no structure, and no logic or coherence to the order that i chose to write down all my tasks. i just wrote down everything and anything that came to my mind that i knew i had to complete this weekend. after i finished doing that, and looked over my list, i realized that although i did have quite a few tasks that i was supposed to do, it wasn’t as bad as i had built it up in my head to be!! it was still manageable, as long as i planned out my time wisely. also, the fact that i had built in buffer time into my pre-planned timeline/schedule (bless my past self……) helped as well hehe

my advice to everyone if you too are feeling overwhelmed with the amount of work you have to complete is to just write everything out, split it up into smaller tasks, and just work steadily (even if you have to do it slowly) at it. it’s a lot less stressful once i saw what i needed to do written out and not as a jumbled mess in my mind ^-^

have i ever mentioned my sort-of-an-inside-joke-with-myself / sort-of-conspiracy-theory i had while first reading tfc that was literally just that erik klose doesn’t actually exist

like that was it that was the joke. or rather, that he did very much exist but for some reason or another none of the foxes have ever met or even seen him due to increasingly strange coincidences, like he’s the only 20-something in the world who doesn’t have fb, and oh all of nicky’s photos with him are strangely blurred but ‘he’s really hot though i promise’ (or even better nicky hands over a photo from his wallet and everyone’s just like nicky? this is the photo that came with the wallet? and nicky’s like ‘yes he is a wallet model’ like that one episode of monk)

and so basically throughout the entire series nicky keeps mentioning this apparently super hot german bf he has who, of course, conveniently lives in germany, and who conveniently has to spontaneously cancel his plans to fly over during christmas so at some point the other foxes are just like, ‘is this guy even real??? DOES HE EVEN EXIST?’ and nicky is always just super oblivious to their confusion and they’ve even got bets going on whether or not erik klose is a Real Person.

so ultimately nicky is super baffled by all the money exchanging that occurs when erik finally turns up to that last game at the end of the series.
yes. that should of happened.

“Please tell me it was just a picture.” (Nate Maloley Imagine)

Requested by @nisa4455: “a Nate imagine where he’s on tour and you go to a party with Sammy and y'all get high and later Sammy posts an Instagram photo of you two and y'all are reeeeaaallllyy close and Nate sees it and gets jealous”


“Nate, I miss you so much.” You said over face time.

“I miss you too baby.” He said. Nate had been off on tour for the past month and you were going crazy not having him with you.

“It still feels so weird doing things by myself. Going out, coming home, cooking dinner, watching tv, literally everything feels so lonely.” You said.

“Awe, I’m sorry babe. But hey, only a few more weeks and I’ll be back home.” He said.

“That’s too long to wait.” You said, making him laugh. “Awe, there’s that cheesy ass laugh I miss so much.” You said, causing him to laugh again.

“Have you gone to any parties while I’ve been gone?” He asked. You shook your head.

“No. You know I hate going to parties by myself.” You said.

“The Jacks are having a party tonight, you should go.” He said.

“Yeah, Madison text me the other day and invited me. I might go. I’m not doing anything else.” You said.

“That’s the spirit. Well, I gotta go. We’re about to start soundcheck. I’ll text you later. I love you.” He said.

“I love you too. Kill it tonight, I know you will. Bye baby.” You said.

“Bye babe.” He said. You ended the call and saw you had a text from Madison.

“Hey, are you coming to the party tonight?” She asked.

“Yeah, I’ll be there.” You replied.

“Yay! See you later.” She said. You got dressed, did your makeup and your hair and headed off to the party. There was already a lot of people there, so you went a head into the house. You found Madison in the kitchen, attached to Gilinsky at the hip.

“Hey, you’re here!” She said, hugging you. Despite all shit said about her, she was actually really sweet, and you were glad you took the time to get to know her and become friends. You and her walked off and hung out with a small group of girls that was also there.

“(Y/N)! I didn’t know you were gonna be here!” You heard a voice call behind you. You turned around and saw Sammy walking up to you, and you could tell that he was already drunk.

“Sammy! Hey!” You said. You hugged him and hung out with him. After a while, you found yourself sitting with him and a few others outside, smoking. You and Sammy were getting awfully cozy together, but he knew that you and Nate were together. And him and Nate were best friends, so he would never try to come in between you and him. 

“So, I was looking through my instagram feed, and noticed that I haven’t posted a picture of you and I in a long ass time. We should fix that.” He said.

“Hmm, we should.” You said. He tossed his phone to someone that was sitting across from him, and told them to take the picture. You posed for the picture and Sammy instantly posted it.

“There. My feed looks so much better now.” He said. You laughed and sat outside with everyone for a while longer. Once you started to get bored of the conversation that was going on, you went back inside and joined in the drinking games that were happening. After a few hours, a shit ton of drinks, you ordered an Uber and header home. When you finally got home, you saw you had a text from Nate.

“Hey baby, the show just ended.”
“Well, I guess you’re still at the party, since you’re not replying. I’ll text you in the morning. Good night baby. I love you.” 

“Sorry for not replying. I just got home, I’m drunk as hell, but I’m going to bed. I love you, talk to you tomorrow.” You replied. You put your phone on the charger, put some pajamas on, and crawled into bed, falling asleep as soon as your head hit the pillow.

* * *

You woke up the next morning with the worst hangover in the world. You immediately shut the blinds to block out the sun. You picked up your phone and saw that you had a million unread text messages. Three from Sammy and 99 thousand from Nate.

“Shit, what happened last night?” You asked yourself. You scrolled through your messages from Sammy.

“Shit, (Y/N), we fucked up. Big time.”
“Nate is PISSED. He’s going to kill me when he gets home.” 

What the fuck happened?

You went to Nate’s messages.

“(Y/N), what the fuck”
“Please tell me it was just a picture.”
“I swear to fucking god if he touched you.”

Oh. Shit.

Everything was starting to come back into focus. Shit, shit, shit.

You went to Sammy’s instagram and looked at the picture he posted of the two of you from the party. In Nate’s defense, it did look like you and Sammy were getting a little touchy.

“Nate, listen,” Your reply began, “It was just a picture. That’s it. I know it looks like it could’ve led to other things, but I swear on my life that it didn’t. Literally right after the picture was taken, I took one more hit of the joint and then went back inside and played some drinking games. After a few games, I was completely wasted out of my mind, and I came home. By myself. Nate, I am so sorry. But nothing happened.” You replied. You hit sent and your heart pounded in your chest as you waited for Nate to reply.

His name flashed across your screen, alerting of an incoming call.

“Hello?” You said when you answered.

“(Y/N). I don’t know what to say.” He said.

“Well, everything I said was the truth. I may have been fucked up, but I was sober enough to know that I did not have sex with anyone last night.” You said.

“I know, and I believe you. I’m sorry for overreacting like that. It’s just, you know how jealous I get when you’re with other guys. Especially Sammy. No offense to him, but he is the biggest player I know.” Nate said.

“Nate, it’s okay. Stop apologizing. You had every right to question it. Although I’m a little hurt that you didn’t trust me enough to not cheat on you, but it’s whatever.” You said.

“Awe, c’mon. Don’t be like that. You know I trust you. It’s Sammy I don’t trust. Don’t get my wrong, he’s my best friend and I love him to death, but like I said, he’s the biggest player I know.” He said.

“I know. He is a mess. Anyway, we good?” You asked.

“As good as ever.” He said.

“Good. Well, I’m going to take some aspirin, eat something, and probably pass back out. I’ll call you when I wake back up.” You said.

“Alright babe. Again, I’m sorry for overreacting. I love you.” He said.

“It’s okay baby. I love you too.” You said. You hung up the phone and went to text Sammy.

“I cleared everything up with Nate on my end, but you might wanna talk to him as well, just to make sure everything is okay.” You text him.

“He’s not mad?” Sammy asked.

“Not at me, but I don’t know about you.” You said.

“Haha, you’re funny.” He replied. You rolled your eyes and laughed. You put your phone back on the charger, took your aspirin, made yourself a bowl of cereal and fell back asleep before you could even finish it.

I’m going back to 505.  

Just a friendly reminder that I love making new friends. 

I hate myself a little less today. But yesterday I’ve deleted all my photos, being hateful as ever. The storm is over though. Please forgive me. I feel bad. I can’t do anything about that. I don’t want to be myself anymore. I don’t want to be at all.

Sorry about that puzzled expression on my face. I don’t really want to smile now. But I felt like I needed to leave a sign of presence right now. I’m fine. For now, at least.


Hey, friends - still me, Logan’s mama, here. I’ve made some big changes on the blog today that I wish I didn’t have to make. 

- Changed URL (the old one had our last name in it).
- Deleted all pictures of Logan on the blog, except for a couple that were pretty integral (like the one from the day she was born or the one where I tell her birth story). 

So many momblrs I follow, myself included, are being inundated with likes and follows from porn blogs, and while everyone has been respectful about not reblogging Logan’s photos, I’m uncomfortable with bloggers that focus on that content “liking” photos of my daughter. 

I’ll still talk about our day-to-day here, but if you want to see how cute Logan is, please follow my Instagram (meagharina). Just send me an ask here letting me know it’s you.

Sorry to go all mama bear. I’m sad I couldn’t use my blog the way I wanted to, but I gotta keep my daughter safe. <3

demogaga  asked:

(i thought this was cute and i love your blog so...) Everyone should love themselves, because everyone is amazing! I would love it if you posted a photo of yourself in which you feel the most beautiful! To make others happy, please send this to all the people you want to remind that they are truly beautiful! <3

awww thank you, this is so nice :’) I haven’t taken any pictures of myself since last year so enjoy these pictures from December (I’m obsessed w/snapchat filters lolol)