wants i want most in my life

On some real shit. One of the best things about deciding to unmask myself last year after being here since 2012 is… HOW PISSED OFF SO MANY OF YOU GOT THAT IM THIS WILD AND AMBITIOUS, BEEN ON DRUGS FOR DECADES AND I AIN’T JUST FIT, IM FUCKIN MORE RIPPED AND GOOD LOOKING THAN MOST SOBER MEN YOU’VE EVER MET, COOL AND CONFIDENT ENOUGH TO TAKE YOUR WOMAN WITHOUT KNOWIN OR CONSCIOUSLY TRYIN.

Shit is just so damn funny yo. You know how many dummies talk shit in real life and get STOMPED in my life bitches?!? STFU yo. You’re making your whole ancestral bloodline look stupid. If I want to I’ll cut any of you down to size with the verbal precision of a surgeon and decimate your feelings. I’m the ego crusher in every sense of the the word. Hate all you want you coward ass trix cuz you will not be heard.

You know insults are just insults when they’re meant to hurt you but they really don’t.   It still makes my anxiety flare,  but you can tell me my Ripley is awful a million times over and it wouldn’t phase me.   I’m just here to love Ripley and boy do I ever.   This is a character I constantly cry over.    You aren’t going to hurt me.    It isn’t about how I play her,  it’s about how I love her and within adoring her with most of my stupid soul,  I know I do her justice. 

You can insult me a million times over about the military and how they’ll kick my ass in gear,  but this is actually the reason I’m joining the military.  I want more of a sense of teamwork.  I want to learn how to use a gun,  I want more organizational skills,  I want more discipline.   I’m going to bootcamp in three weeks to better my whole entire life.   You can try that one again. 

You can try gaslighting me and telling me I never dated my ex-girlfriend.   You can call me whiny, but I’ll stand here and tell you that I did love her.   I still do love her.    Circumstances happened and I don’t need to explain them,  but my life changed and I would never discount her as a bad person, nor would I ever say our relationship was fake.   It was not. 

I don’t even remember the other insults.   But,  what you are is an ugly person and you can try and drag me down all you want and you can tell me to go to ‘my other friends’ as if that’s an awful thing, but I’m telling you that’s the best thing.   These other friends,  all my followers,  all my roleplay partners are absolutely beautiful and talented people  –  whether they realize it or not and above else I’m glad they exist,  I’m glad they’re on my dash. 

There’s nothing wrong with asking for attention.
There’s nothing wrong with a little sarcastic humor. 
Ship whatever the heck you want (within reasonable morality), if I don’t like it, I’ll just blacklist it.
There’s nothing wrong with venting about your personal life.
There’s nothing wrong with a little out of character fun on the dash.
You are a person and I know and accept that. Be you as much as you are your character.
Hashtag just have fun.

selectivepear  asked:

I know you get a lot of these, but I just wanted to gush for a minute. I love my boyfriend so incredibly much and I feel so lucky that he's in my life. He's the kindest, most thoughtful, considerate, loving, and respectful person I've ever met. I want to be the absolute best I can be for him. Gosh, I love him!! ☺️💕

Aw wow!! How lovely 😘 I’m really happy for you 💓

This is a real mixed bag (found it via other social media hence why its not a reblog)

Unsure of the deal behind Autism Speaks, there was alot of talk about it before but most of it was unsourced so i found it hard to follow. At the end of the day, donate to a charity that you trust, smaller local charities tend to put more of their funds towards their goal than larger ones.

Point 2 about Autistism in males. Citation needed for sure. Im sure there maybe a slightly higher rate of undiagnosed or misdiagnosed women with autism but from my knowlege it is far more common in men even then. Even taking it down to an anecdotal look at the people i know, its a 4/1 split.

The last point is one i do want to bring up. The vast majority of autistic people dont want to be known as an autistic person. Most simply want to get on with life ideally without some of the extra frustration that can be caused because of their condition. I will never try to raise awareness for autism but rather understand those who have it and incorporate this understanding into the way i work.

The thing most people get wrong however is that Autism isnt a black or white diagnosis. EVERYONE is on the autistic spectrum, it can include phobias, OCD, anxiety and i can nearly guarantee that every one reading this has something that could be interpreted as a symptom of autism. Because technically it is. However there is a set of rules used to properly diagnose it as a medical condition. It is this diagnosis that allows further support and knowlege of self that can help. However Autism doesnt have a set way to present itself, there is no checklist or set of symptoms. Knowing some one with autism doesnt really mean you know what autism is like, it means you know one person with autism as the variance is huge.

At the end of the day, the label and diagnosis is made out to be bigger than it is, again we are all on the spectrum somewhere but the diagnosis is seen as a negative thing while being just under the threshold for diagnosis is just the person in question  being a “difficult person”. Which is a shame. If people knew what to look for instead of the label to look for we could simply understand and move on.

I like to imagine Neil giggles a lot when he gets tipsy. Imagine: Andrew and Neil sitting on the roof, sharing a bottle of whiskey, Andrew’s bitching about Kevin and Exy and Neil is just lying with his head on his lap, staring up at his stupid face and losing his shit. Andrew alternates between glaring at him and shutting him up with a kiss. 

@allistics who want to cure autism

It seems that most of the argument on curing autism and other disabilities is that people “don’t want anyone to suffer it”

But here’s the thing about autism. We’re born autistic. We don’t know anything else. And as long as I have access to my coping methods, I’m totally fine.

I’ve been autistic my entire life. I didn’t know it until a couple years ago, but I’ve been finding my own ways to deal with sensory issues since I was born. It’s not really a problem to me. I have soundproof earbuds to block out extra noise. I have a necklace full of perfume in case of a bad smell, stim toys in case I get anxious. I know ASL in case I have a nonverbal shutdown. I know how and where to seek out accommodations for myself if I need them. My autism-related problems are hardly problems at all. They’re just life for me.

So here are the reasons I suffer due to my autism:

  • when I get overwhelmed but can’t leave the room because people accuse me of being rude
  • when I can’t plug my ears if there’s a sound I can’t deal with because people accuse me of being rude
  • when I get ridiculed for stimming in public
  • when I get ridiculed for whatever my special interest is
  • when people force me to eat food I can’t eat
  • when people force me to use spoken English when I’ve gone nonverbal
  • when people talk down to me because I’m autistic
  • when people try to force me to do things that my brain can’t handle under the assumption that I can do it if I believe in myself

Notice what all those things have in common? They’re all problems caused by people who don’t try to understand that our brains are different.

We don’t suffer because of our autism. We suffer because of YOU.

So don’t give me that “nobody should have to suffer the burden of having autism” crap. If you actually cared about autistic people, you’d let us be different and try to understand the way our specialized brains work. You don’t care about us. You just don’t want to deal with us.

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endless list of favorite characters + Haley James Scott

“ I’m usually one of those people who likes the first day of school. You know, new pens, new books, new backpack. A nerd. Exactly! “

I don’t want to be swept off my feet. My god, I want someone to collide with me. I want to be knocked off my feet, to be under their weight and be engulfed by everything they are. I want to be look up into their eyes that make the sky its greatest enemy, rivalling its beauty. I want the breath to leave my lungs in the most suffocating way and when I breathe it back in my skin burns and flowers are sprouting in my collarbones with life that’s never been there. I want to be held so tightly that I can no longer tell where they start and I begin. I want lips to wonder over my neck with no real purpose. I want laughter to be the loudest echo ever heard, I want it to reach the rays of the sun and fill a warmth in my heart I didn’t know existed. I want hands to draw patterns into my skin with an ink only I can see. Let the world watch on as I become a poet with no purpose and 1001 feelings.
—  Apryl Williams, (Flowers in my collarbones.)

What I crave the most out of love, affection, physicality, what I crave the most is really to be understood.
When I talk to someone I want them to care. I want to see in their eyes that they want to hear what I have to say. That my voice matters.
My whole life my voice has been quieted. I have so much to say but the words don’t come out anymore. I’m used to having to be quiet. I’m used to no one wanting to listen, because the truth is everyone only cares about themselves and their selfish need to be the center of attention.
—  v.m
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My ultimate inspiration comes from my best friend, the dazzling woman from whom I received my name and my life’s blood, Lorelai Gilmore. My mother never gave me any idea that I couldn’t do whatever I wanted to do or be whomever I wanted to be. She filled our house with love and fun and books and music, unflagging in her efforts to give me role models from Jane Austen to Eudora Welty to Patti Smith. As she guided me through these incredible eighteen years, I don’t know if she ever realized that the person I most wanted to be was her. Thank you, Mom. You are my guidepost for everything.

Prepare for a sappy post. I plugged in my keyboard just for this.

Firstly, I’m very sorry @therealjacksepticeye for the horrible attempt at messy hair and facial hair. Sorry it’s late too. I’ve been drawing this since about 10am yesterday (GMT)

Congratulations on reaching 14 million subscribers! You make so many people happy on a daily basis and I look up to you for that. Your personality is just contagious and you are just the nicest person I know. The community we have all built is the most loving, accepting community and I am so happy to be a part of it.
I’ve been through a lot of **** recently and you have kept me going through it and I’m sure a lot of other people feel the same way.
Not only did you help me through some really tough times but have also helped me realise what I want to do with my life (without knowing it of course).
I realised recently that I just want to make people happy and the thought of anything else doesn’t make me look forward to the future so I started a YouTube channel and with that, I hope to make a community as loving and accepting as yours and to raise as much money as humanly possible for charity. Even if it takes me 3 years to even get one subscriber, I won’t want to do anything else.
So thank you from the bottom of my heart, Sean, and thank you to the community for being so darned awesome!
Love, Rosie

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY, JUNG HOSEOK!!!

thank you for gracing us with your incredible dance ability, your powerful rap, and your radiant smile. you inspire me to follow my dreams and make me happy when i feel like crying. you truly are my hope. (credit: 1, 2, 3, 4)

I lie in the dark counting your heartbeats. I imagine our life together. I imagine the words I will say when we get married. The thought of trying to put together enough sentences to describe the depth of my love brings tears to my eyes. My love is blind faith, miraculous and divine. Hearing you breathe beside me at night, that is my religion. You said you wanted to grow old with me and I held it in my lungs, trying not to let it escape so that I could let it saturate in my veins. You are not the best parts of me. You are the most beautiful parts of the person I want to become. You are the love story I have been trying to write my entire life.
—  Ambra J. Wilson
You Like That Don’t You, Love?

Request: “Can you please do a Newt Scamander smut where either you catch him masturbating or he catches you and its kind of goofy sex. Also can the reader be his assistant who’s a thunderbird? If you can”

Pairing: Newt Scamander x Reader

Word Count: 2514

Warnings: SmUT! Like the most detailed smut I have ever written in my LIFE.

A/n: CHOKING !! THAT IS ALL.

Originally posted by relationshipaims


You and Newt leaned against a wall as you both stood eating a quick lunch, observing all the bustling creatures as you took your well-deserved break. You both had your vision trained on a small black thing, that was currently looking into its pouch with pride.

“How much do you want to bet that my lost necklace is in there?” You asked your companion, taking a bite from your sandwich.

“I don’t want to bet because I know it’s in there. We’ll get it back when he’s asleep.” Newt replied simply.

He looked to his side, lapping up your beauty with his eyes. He only now became aware of the way your arm was slightly grazing his whenever you’d bring your food up to your mouth, sending a pulse that would awaken the butterflies in his stomach. You turned your head, catching him in his stare, and he quickly looked back to the Niffler, a pink hue painted across his face.

“Look, think the bloody little rascal forgot something.” Newt pointed with a wide smile as the both of you had been idly watching the Niffler go about its business.

The creature was scurrying back to its treasure pile, unaware that it was dropping some valuable items from its pouch as it speedily ran into its burrow.

“Looks like break time is over.” You sighed, chucking the rest of your sandwich into your mouth. “I’ll help our little friend out, you go get the feed organised.”

Newt chuckled at your muffled sentence, watching you give him a chubby-cheeked grin and then swallowed your food, heading over to the trail of coins and jewels. He walked over to the side of his shed, where there were dozens of labelled boxes containing bags of feed for all the different species.

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