that i was playing at 3:30am

when i think of myself loving someone i envision meals and desserts made to be shared, good music playing, laughing until it hurts, connecting on a spiritual/energetic level, seeing the parts of each other that aren’t easily accessible. it’s very real and i will never lose sight of it. i talk about love a lot on here, i know, but it’s 3:30am and the concept is important to me.

This little bean wakes up every 2-3 hours to pee and she is up at 5:30am every morning but we chill, play with toys, and watch Gravity Falls while I drink my coffee. I think it’s my favorite part of the day even if it’s super early. 💕

ok but now i’m thinking more about that “irritating neighbors” au and here is the set up:

  • kuroo is a senior in college who’s moved back into the dorms for #reasons and because yaku, the ra, needs to keep an eye on him.
  • kenma’s still at the normal stage of dorm life, and lives in a suite with yamamoto and fukunaga.
  • the notes start when kuroo won’t stop playing music late into the night.
  • “it’s 3 am, stop listening to such depressing music and go to sleep” - a post-it slipped under kuroo’s door.
  • “i know for a fact you can’t hear my music out in the hall and it’s 3:30am why are you awake??” - a note, slipped under kenma’s door
  • “i’m always awake, and our rooms share a wall and i can hear your sad music just shut it off already” - a post-it slipped under kuroo’s door
  • and so it goes, from there. 
  • there’s a communal kitchen and kuroo’s constantly in there cooking so much that he fills up the communal fridge, and eventually kenma traces the amount of red tupperware back to his annoying neighbor.
  • “why the hell did you bake so many brownies last night, what is wrong with you”
  • “you can have some if you ask nicely, i know they smell delicious”
  • “i don’t want your brownies i want you to leave room in the fridge”
  • “for your takeout containers? no. also please eat something than 2-day-old noodles for once, i’m begging you” 
  • kuroo is becoming increasingly concerned by the fact that kenma does not eat regularly or well, at all.
  • they probably eventually meet at some mandated floor-wide game night and kenma doesn’t talk at all but he kicks kuroo’s ass at mariokart and kuroo’s very intrigued. 
  • anyway, via notes and personal interactions they slowly come more and more into one another’s orbit.
  • until one day kuroo’s notes stop coming and kenma grows increasingly confused.
  • “i haven’t heard your music in like, 2 weeks. is everything ok?”
  • and it probably ends with kenma pulling up the courage to actually go knock on kuroo’s door, and eventually they’ll meet officially and be happy from there i promise.
Sometimes I don’t miss you. When I am alone and no one is around, I don’t miss you. When it’s 2am and I am up playing with the puppies across the street, I don’t miss you. When I am blasting my music so loud that the neighbours complain, I don’t miss you. When I am listening to music so loud through my earphones that the lady sitting next to me on the bus gives me questioning looks, I don’t miss you. When I am out of the house all alone at 3:30am, walking in the middle of the street, not moving away for a passing vehicle, I don’t miss you
—  Sometimes I don’t miss you even when I am trying to // JustScribbledWords
Go Army 5/1/2017

I’ve been out of state for a few days and was staying in a nice hotel next to a base. I spotted this super hot Tinder profile, almost too good to be true. Anyway, we matched and I hit him up last night. He responded and we quickly started exchanging more pics. I told him that he should grab some whiskey and come hangout. He didn’t hesitate, he was to the hotel within an hour. He was ultra fucking hot. We chilled on the bed sipping our drinks and I went in for a kiss. We started making out and it wasn’t long before he was working my pants off.He immediately went down on me. I got so worked up I wanted him to fuck me bad, he obliged. He threw my legs over his shoulders and I immediately came as he inserted his cock. We fucked for damn near an hour, in every major position and we estimated I came around 10 times. The bed was soaked.

Round #2- he became much more aggressive and was totally dominating me. He put me on my belly and told me it was time to cum. He fucked me hard and I squirted all over us. He repeated this three times, you’re going to cum and I did. He fucked me so good and was slapping my ass so hard. He then made me go down on him, suck him off and swallow his cum.

He decided he wanted to stay and we fell asleep. I don’t cuddle but he held me all night with those huge arms of his. He woke me up around 4:30am for round 3. He started fucking me on my side. He was getting really forceful with me. Adjusting me hard, slapping my ass and biting my tits. I was squirting like crazy, he had me figured out. At one point as he was getting close to cumming, he was fucking me so hard that I tried to pull away. He wouldn’t let me. He told me to be his good little slut. It wasn’t long and he came inside of me. We both crashed.

The Final Round- he woke up around 6:45 and he started playing with my clit. It wasn’t long before he threw me on my belly and told me I was his good little slut. He put his cock in me and told me it was time to cum, I did, several times. Damn he was hitting my ass hard. He was on his knees and he grabbed my arms and pulled me back to him. He held my arms tight behind my back as he’s Fucking me hard, it wasn’t long and I was cumming down our legs. Hot warm cum. He want to finish with me sucking his balls and him jacking off. As soon as he started cumming I licked it up. What I wouldn’t do to have him live super close to me.

That’s the end of our story, sad but true. It was by far the best hookup I’ve ever had. The chemistry and sex appeal was undeniable. I have fucked a lot of super hot males but he’s certainly top 3! ❤️

A bunch of things tumblr could do instead of ruining our dashboards

2. Separate dashboards for sideblogs
3. A better way to reply to replies
4. 4MB gif limit
5. Fix the icons on mobile
6. Make the app load faster
7. improve the block feature
8. The messaging could use improvement
9. Editing/deleting replies
10. Fix that thing where the audio player won’t play
11. Maybe release inactive urls more often
13. I can keep going

anonymous asked:

hi mira!! i just felt like telling you that last night i randomly woke up at like 3:30am, picked up my uke, played a random tune, drank some water and went right back to sleep. it was like i was... sleep-strumming



The past 24 hours have been one thing after another.

We left at 2, with the plan being to stop overnight in Tennessee at the half-way point. So, at 9:30, we pull into the (usually reputable) 2.5 star hotel that allows pets.

No. We didn’t even get out of the car. I had a gut feeling and and as we drove around the other side, police tape was up around some rooms.

Decided to drive through the night instead of staying at that hotel or finding another one.

Arrived at my mom’s house at 2:30am. The kids woke up and were super excited and needed to play the a bit.

Broke a/c.

We all went to bed at 3:30. Kids up at 6. My mom graciously let me “rest” while she made breakfast (lucky charms without milk). At 8, she told me to wake up and she was done.

Ahhhh, vacation with family.

The Monkees in London

Here is a sort of masterpost type thing of the Monkees’ time in London in June/July 1967. This was the only significant time all four Monkees spent in the UK during their heyday, and obviously being from the UK and spending a lot of time seeing bands in London this stuff interests me.

The boys arrived in London on the 28th of June, coming just across the water from Paris. The very next day they held their first ever group press conference at the Royal Garden Hotel, which is overlooking Kensington Gardens (which is basically attached to Hyde Park).

The Royal Garden Hotel/Press Conference:

By coincidence, last summer I was in Kensington on the anniversary of the Monkees stay there. Here’s a post I made at the time, showing the hotel as it was in 1967 compared to how it is today.

The Shows:

The Monkees played five shows at Wembley Arena (known until the late 70s as ‘Empire Pool’) over the next three days: one on Friday 30th, and two shows each on the Saturday and Sunday, to crowds of 10,000 at each show. Lulu was the support act, and the poor girl apparently copped some flack from the audience as she was rumoured to be involved with Davy at the time.

Here is what Lulu thought of each of the boys, transcribed by me from Flip magazine, February 1968:

“To be quite honest I had a pre-conceived notion that Davy might be a bit big-time and sure of himself because of his professional attitude. I was wrong. When I got talking to him at Wembley I soon realized that he is overwhelmed by it all and just a little bewildered and before he went out to face the audience on the second night with all his relations down from Manchester to see him, he was as nervous as a kitten. He introduced me to his sister on that evening and we spent some time talking together about him. The family is immensely proud of him and the way he helps his father. He obviously has a very deep attachment to his family.”

Peter can get incredibly wound up about a subject, and suddenly right in the middle of our shopping spree [with Micky Dolenz and Samantha Juste] he got involved in an argument with Micky about fate and whether our lives are all mapped out for us. Fortunately, it was not too serious and a clash of opinions like this is soon over.”

“Peter is one of those people who have a natural gift for helping keep the conversation going–Mike, for example, does not and if he is in an untalkative mood you won’t shift him. Mike is a lot more deep than you realise–there’s a little piece of himself which he is keeping to himself and no one is going to get a look at. He was always polite and very much the Southern gentleman and he has a wicked dry sense of humour, but you don’t very often get past the door marked 'Private’ in his mind.”

Micky is really lovely. He’s a marvellous ham at times and just clowns around the whole day. To watch him handle the press is a treat–he turns an embarrassing question with a good humoured crack and immediately gets the reporters on his side.”

A few fun facts about the shows:

  • Mike and Micky wore black armbands in support of Keith Richards and Mick Jagger who’d recently been busted for drugs.
  • Mick Jagger’s face was also shown on the big screen while Davy performed “I Wanna Be Free”
  • According to a review by NME of the final show, Keith Moon was in attendance and, before the show started, stood up and shouted “we want The Who!”

Party with the Beatles / Micky in Hyde Park:

On the 3rd of July, the day after the Monkees completed their Wembley shows, Brian Epstien threw a huge party for the Monkees at the Speakeasy Club in London. This was also the party that Micky and Peter introduced the Beatles and Eric Clapton to STP.

Info courtesty of @psychojello. Full post HERE:

Peter remembers: “Micky and I are meeting the Beatles at a London club called the Speakeasy. And in come George and John singing to the tune of “Hare Krishna” “Micky Dolenz, Micky Dolenz, Dolenz, Dolenz, Micky, Micky.” And Paul is with Jane Asher, and the other guys didn’t bring anybody, and I had just done some STP which was an LSD-type psychedelic drug. I mentioned it to John and he said, “We heard that’s no good. Mama Cass told us not to take it.” But he said, “Okay”. So I went back to the hotel and I got some. Popped one down his throat. I guess he was alright because he seemed to survive. I don’t think I’m responsible for “Strawberry Fields” though.“

Here’s who attended: The Monkees (minus Davy, who was out of town to visit his family) and the Beatles (but not Ringo because Maureen was having a baby), Pattie Harrison, Jane Asher, Cynthia Lennon, Samantha Juste, Phyllis Nesmith, Dusty Springfield, Lulu, Eric Clapton, The Who, Procul Harum, Mickie Most, Frank Allen of The Searchers, Manfred Mann, Barry Miles, Jeff Beck and others.

Around 3:30am, George Harrison started a jam session with his ukulele, with Peter Tork playing banjo and Keith Moon playing drums on a table. Not too shabby! The party ended around 6am.

The following morning, after the party, Micky went wandering through Hyde Park and ended up singing to a bunch of fans.

“Who is the most incredible, the most unpredictable pop star of ‘em all? Well at the risk of offending supporters of other members of the Monkees, it’s Micky Dolenz who currently holds the title. And it’s all because he put on the most incredible, most unpredictable pop performance of all time when the boys were in London.”

Ugh, I’m officially at the time of year that I’m so burnt out on derby that going to practice is the woooorst. This has happened every year for the last 3; it’s my normal mid-season thing and I’m so, so glad that after this week we have a 2 week break. I love playing, but getting my damn self to go to practice is such a chore especially when I leave for work at 6:30am and don’t get home until 10:30pm on practice days.

Plus, this is the first year I’m really working on other fitness goals outside of derby, and I think that’s not helping my mental game at all when it comes to practice.

Originally posted by jesslynnwilson


How To Be Happy

I’ve had my fair share of bad days this year. As much as I strive to be a happy person every minute of my life, that just sadly is not a possibility. Everybody has bad days. Everybody has days when they feel like their world is falling apart. When nothing feels like it’s going right. When you want to fall asleep for a very long time and forgot about what’s happening around you. 

But these bad days? They’re only days. A lot of these problems that you and I face can simply be fixed by taking a deep breath, looking around and appreciating the world for what it is. I often get caught up in the stress of school. After 12 hours of studying, I inevitably get stuck in a bad mood. I begin to get angry at the world for forcing me to study in an institution where a 4.0 GPA isn’t something that can just fall into my hands. But sometimes, I have to take a step back. I have to make myself admit that maybe studying isn’t the worst thing in the world, maybe compacting all this knowledge in my growing, maturing brain is a valuable thing. Maybe I should be grateful that I’m studying at one of the best universities in Canada and I’m on my way to a fulfilling career. 

Life is no easy task. There’s not one person in this world who lives an easy life and if you think you should be the lucky person who deserves only good days, then I am here to inform you that you’re wrong. Life is hard. Life is challenging, but it’s rewarding in more ways than one. This had been one of the toughest years of my life, but also surprisingly one of the best. I’ve slaved away in the library for weeks, but now I have the good grades to show for it. I’ve had more friend drama in the past couple of months than I’ve had in my whole life. But, I learned the power of friendship. It made me open up my eyes to the realm of forgiving and forgetting and came to realize what’s important in life. With each of the challenges I came across in this past year, I have learnt from them. They have all contributed to my growth. I’m almost twenty, it’s about time I started learning how the real world operates. The real world is not gentle. It’s not nice. You’re going to have to work hard and play hard for what you want in life. But life is a wonderful, magical, extraordinary journey and I wouldn’t change it for anything.    


“1.push yourself to get up before the rest of the world - start with 7am, then 6am, then 5:30am. go to the nearest hill with a big coat and a scarf and watch the sun rise.

2. push yourself to fall asleep earlier - start with 11pm, then 10pm, then 9pm. wake up in the morning feeling re-energized and comfortable.

3. erase processed food from your diet. start with no lollies, chips, biscuits, then erase pasta, rice, cereal, then bread. use the rule that if a child couldn’t identify what was in it, you don’t eat it.

4. get into the habit of cooking yourself a beautiful breakfast. fry tomatoes and mushrooms in real butter and garlic, fry an egg, slice up a fresh avocado and squirt way too much lemon on it. sit and eat it and do nothing else.

5. stretch. start by reaching for the sky as hard as you can, then trying to touch your toes. roll your head. stretch your fingers. stretch everything.

6. buy a 1L water bottle. start with pushing yourself to drink the whole thing in a day, then try drinking it twice.

7. buy a beautiful diary and a beautiful black pen. write down everything you do, including dinner dates, appointments, assignments, coffees, what you need to do that day. no detail is too small.

8. strip your bed of your sheets and empty your underwear draw into the washing machine. put a massive scoop of scented fabric softener in there and wash. make your bed in full.

9. organize your room. fold all your clothes (and bag what you don’t want), clean your mirror, your laptop, vacuum the floor. light a beautiful candle.

10. have a luxurious shower with your favourite music playing. wash your hair, scrub your body, brush your teeth. lather your whole body in moisturizer, get familiar with the part between your toes, your inner thighs, the back of your neck.

11. push yourself to go for a walk. take your headphones, go to the beach and walk. smile at strangers walking the other way and be surprised how many smile back. bring your dog and observe the dog’s behaviour. realize you can learn from your dog.

12. message old friends with personal jokes. reminisce. suggest a catch up soon, even if you don’t follow through. push yourself to follow through.

14. think long and hard about what interests you. crime? sex? boarding school? long-forgotten romance etiquette? find a book about it and read it. there is a book about literally everything.

15. become the person you would ideally fall in love with. let cars merge into your lane when driving. pay double for parking tickets and leave a second one in the machine. stick your tongue out at babies. compliment people on their cute clothes. challenge yourself to not ridicule anyone for a whole day. then two. then a week. walk with a straight posture. look people in the eye. ask people about their story. talk to acquaintances so they become friends.

16. lie in the sunshine. daydream about the life you would lead if failure wasn’t a thing. open your eyes. take small steps to make it happen for you.”

— Sixteen Small Steps to Happiness

So after having it downloading for the whole day I finally played Ep. Prompto in two hours (it’s 4:30am as I post this).
Just three non-spoiler things:

1.- Pls let me go through my screen to hug him and never ever let go.
2.- Had to inverse the controls for the last part because my mind was confused (I needed for it to “behave” like the gumi ship)
3.- The scene after the credits ripped what was left of my heart.


The tracklist to the new album apparently…

1. Heavy Modulation
2. Bluesy Electronics
3. Alan Wilder Is Never Coming Back
4. We Liked Ben Hillier
5. No Seriously, Alan Is Never Coming Back
6. A Song About Sex
7. Another Song About Sex
8. Attempt To Sound Like Violator
9. Seriously Guys, Alan Is NOT COMING BACK
10. Barrel Of A Gun Too
1. I Played Sonic The Hedgehog In The 90s
2. The Rest Of The Band (Didn’t Like It)
3. Religous Sounding Song That’s Actually About Sex
4. Are You Deaf?! Alan Is NEVER EVER EVER COMING BACK!!!

Obviously this is fake, but this is what happens when I stay up past 2:30AM. I was thinking about common complaints about the band on the official DM messageboard and decided to highlight those frustrations in fake tracklists (from the band’s perspective). Some I just threw in to be funny.

(If you laughed, and didn’t get offended, I’m proud of you :3)

you FUCK coworkers who lie on you, I have beef with this one lady at my job and I’m never giving itup. Like, first she lied on my friend on a day he did prep with her and said he didn’t do anything all day when in reality, he did all the work while she made herself snacks and played on her phone, but after yesterday, I’m done with her.

So like, Mondays and Thursdays are my heavy prep days for desserts, I get there at 5:30AM  and don’t leave till 3-4. Last week I got an eye injury so I missed Thursday-Saturday. I was told I didn’t have to come in for my shift Sunday at 2PM, but I heard the night before was fucked so I came in anyway, at 9 fucking AM, so I could prep all the desserts and then start prep for the line.

 It got super busy so I hopped to help out on the line while still running to the back to help with prep and helping people restock, and I still got all the desserts and almost the whole prep list done by 3,and had most of the deep clean done. I asked the closing prep person if they minded if I left early since I came early and we would be out shit to do by like 5 or 6, and there was no point in me staying the whole night. They said it was fine. 

Then, the lazy one texts our manager and says I told everyone I was going to leave at 4 and I also didn’t do anything all day. I was SO mad. I watched her all day and she literally did two things, roasted garlic and portioned steak, everything else was done by me and the closing prep person. Like, I busted my ass and did all this shit for everyone and she’s gonna lie and said I didn’t do anything all day.The only reason I was asking to leave is because we literally didn’t have anything to do lol.  


portrayal of guilt tour - paradise, ca [7/01/2017] & wildomar/los angeles, ca [7/02/2017]

1. me driving into ca around 7:30am
2. rick & james outside the house we played in paradise
3. bud light sign above were we played
4. outside paradise house w merch
5. ivan’s roomate’s [grammy boy!] office i slept in
6. kasey @ dad’s den in wildomar
7. matt & james talking to capzise doofus in wildomar 
8. ivan’s backyard in la
9. >:)
10. james & gunn