where do i get a free life



If you are upset, angry or uncomfortable with me over the clothes I choose to wear…

I am not the one who needs to change. But perhaps you need to reevaluate your feelings and why my personal style is contributing to your own dissatisfaction or discomfort.

Do not chastise me because I like to wear skirts and make up.
Do not rebuke my existence because I look damn good in a dress.
Do not reproach me with your concerns over my wardrobe because I do not get dressed for my day with you in mind.

You can berate me as much as you like, but I wont change.
There was a time when I had no choice but to conceal my true self to continue living alongside someone or multiple people. Thankfully, I am past that point in my life.

If you have yet to reach a point in life where you feel 100% free to be yourself, now is the time to figure out how you can change your life in a positive way that allows you such freedoms. For younger individuals, this is the hardest because all you can do is wait it out until you reach an age where your parents can no longer control you and society can’t stop you. I know what that is like, I have been there! Remember, I am only 22 years old! It wasn’t until about 3 years ago when I obtained such freedom for myself.

Never give up on yourself though.
Never forget the person you want to be when you finally get the chance to.
I sure didn’t.

-Elliott Alexzander

Woke up at 6:30, drove to Tahlia’s house (@rawganic_) and she took me to the coolest session with @fittahliapretty (such a beautiful soul) that left me feeling nothing but happiness and fulfillment.
The session consisted of a one hour yoga flow, delicious #raw #vegan breakfast in the park and a journaling session where we wrote down what we want to achieve this year and work out what is holding us back.
This made me realize how IMPORTANT and how GOOD it feels to write down on paper what you want and how you’re going to get it. Work out what is stressing you out, work out what you want to do more of and figure out what is holding you back from doing exactly that. You’re going to learn a lot more about yourself, I PROMISE.
After that Tahlia and I climbed this huge ass hill and I can’t describe how free and high on life I felt at this very moment. Then we went and got vegan pies and indulged in chocolate Cocowhip from @everythingvegan.
ALSO… Something I noticed: today felt SO MUCH LONGER because: 1) I woke up before sunrise; 2) I didn’t spent a second mindlessly scrolling through social media.
In the past few weeks there were so many times I caught myself doing absolutely nothing and then complaining that I don’t have enough time and stressing the hell out about that. If you don’t have enough time to do what you love, MAKE IT.
If you read all of that I applaud you. Now go and do what you’ve been wanting to do for a long time.

IG: @annietarasova


I don’t really feel that famous. I think I lead quite a normal life with the occasional something a bit different. I like getting on the train and normal stuff like doing the dishes, because you can so easily lose your mind in this world where everything’s done for you, you get picked up, driven to things, given stuff for free and all that madness.

Honestly, I really love the essence of Lilith and what she represents. She’s seen to be a threat to others, and is rejected and shamed by others due to that… But with that rejection, she can either be powerful and free or spread the rejection she’s felt on a constant basis. Lilith is so powerful, honestly. When I think of Lilith, I think of a dark, black snake that is secretive, powerful, yet slippery from the grips of society. Even though people try their hardest to suppress Lilith, they can never get rid of her completely.

When you apply this to your chart, you have to ask yourself: Where in my life do I feel rejected? Where in my life do I feel powerful… but for some reason, I can’t show it because it’s too provocative? Where in my life do I feel secretly empowered? Where in my life do I harshly reject myself? Lilith, if it’s prominent in your chart, can answer those questions.

I respect the opinion of my elders, but just an open query about the charges brought against my generation:

For not working hard enough: where is the evidence. When we were younger you told us you started from a small job and climbed your way to the top. When we are flipping burgers it’s because we didn’t apply ourselves. When you did it, it was shouldering the future by suffering in the present. When we ask for the money to buy bread, it is shameful. When others went on strike in the name of labor conditions, it was heroic. When we ask for more, we never deserve it. So how did you get here? Did you never sit up and demand the world give you what was rightfully yours? How hard working is hard enough?

We are illerate, use slang instead of language, shun poetry: did I just imagine the “rad” bloom of the 70’s? Is it because you can’t catch our tongues in your hands? Is it because our poetry is now published beyond books, beyond the control of one voice, beyond you? That our language doesn’t need your approval to evolve? When you drew political pictures of us asking how to turn a book on, you laughed at our ignorance. When the tables turned, when we were shown to be the most literate and well-read generation on record, you scratched the mirror. You said it was our lazy nature. A body rotting. Because we read trash, or we read into things, or we write loudly and it bothers you. Why does it bother you?

School is too easy: What was it like going to school without being worried about a shooting? Did you ever cower like we have, like I did, like our friends, crying muffled in your hands because you love your parents and now have no time to tell them? What was it like, dear, in a world where my standardized testing scores would have broken your curve and I didn’t even get perfect. What part is the easy part. Is it the highest recorded level of anxiety? Is it the rising teenage suicide rates? Is it the eating disorders, body dismorphia, self harm, self destruction? Tell me, have you seen - there’s a show called “Are you Smarter Than A 5th Grader.” It’s very funny. In it, bright young kids show adults that what we’re learning didn’t even exist in common knowledge while they were in school. Tell me. If you were up against our 5th grade curriculum, who would win? No, I’m sure you’re fine. You learned it all in high school.

We want too many free things: What was it like to want for nothing? What was it like to have a certainty that hard work leads to a bright future. What was it like imagining being rich instead of imagining just being rich enough to eat good food. What was it like, not being worried that a broken leg would cost you an entire apartment? Do you know they hate us so much they would rather see us die than bring down the price of an EpiPen. And since I know you love the idea of us abusing the system, tell me, where do I go to expose the lie about my life-threatening allergy? How do I fake it, because I’d like to opt out of it, and while I’m at it my mental illness, and while I’m at it can you take my chronic pain please. And since I know that the answer is to go to school and get a degree so I can be worthy of not dying, just another question: are you aware fifty thousand dollars a year is equivalent to a house. I could buy a house instead of going to college. Since you’re good at this, while we’re talking, I have two siblings. Which of the three of us gets the money? Go on. Look at us. Choose. Who goes hungry?

We’re entitled: yes, please, give me a deed, give me land, give me better than winning the lottery. What I’m entitled to is life, liberty and the pursuit of profit, am I not? So where are any of the above? Where did the jobs go? Why do you jail people for small crimes but free the criminals? And my life? This life? I end where my body begins, I am cut off from the nation’s decisions about what I can put in or take out of me. And me? I’m safe because I’m white-passing. Don’t the bodies pile up? Aren’t we entitled to justice? Aren’t we entitled to an answer? A response from the government? More than just speeches about how riots won’t solve things? Aren’t we entitled to a fair trial? To freedom of speech? Was it not our common fathers who fought for these things?

We’re lazy: Where? Who has the money? I’ve been working since I was 12, am I just an anomaly? Or do you just ignore those who don’t fit your story? All those student-run engineering projects that are changing history. All those protests. The art world, shifting. All these adults who demand more - do they count as lazy or as entitled? What were you doing at our age? Did it really look all that different?

We don’t listen to real music, don’t like real art, are loud, are too busy partying: We changed and you didn’t keep up. Is that’s what’s so startling?

We are sucked up into the Internet, wouldn’t drop the phone if the apocalypse was happening: my phone has my family on the other end of it. Do you not save pictures from a burning building? Do you really care so little for others you’d stick to the old ways entirely instead of texting? Oh sure, yes, a letter is pretty, I love them. But just asking for a friend: What do I do in an emergency with only a pencil. And I don’t mean to downsize the problem because I mean it’s not like you took Polaroids of your friends at sunset - right? - and it’s definitely wrong of us to want memories of a really nice night, but, just curious, did you post that opinion on the Internet? Was seeing others on the Web what made you upset? Maybe - this is just a crazy idea that popped up into my head - you should go take a walk, go outside, disconnect.

We do everything different: Yes. Because we were raised on the cusp of the next great Renaissance. We are in somewhere new, a galaxy of expansion that doesn’t rely on you. That knows more than you do. That doesn’t function the way you expect it to. How rose-colored is the past to you? The place where you erase AIDS and drug abuse in an effort to tell us we are a terrible youth. Where you don’t talk about the marches that happened around you. How painted do you picture it, simply because you had to physically look in a book to learn something new? How do you turn your eyes to a world where war sits on our necks, our earth melts, our populations swell, our people starve, and we are powerless in it all - and say, “It’s your fault.”

It’s our fault. The housing market, somehow related to our obsessive need for safe spaces, I’m sure, because our dreams no longer lie in yards but rather something big enough for at least a bed, and hopefully with tasteful curtains, and you have no idea what a safe space is. The certain failure of the two-party political system, maybe somehow due to our political correctness - we are, after all, rude enough to never open doors for old ladies or just let you be racist - how we controlled the media, how our desires drove this. Our request for trigger warnings and correct pronouns is a burden, and I see that now, because our special snowflake syndrome really does hurt you as a person; while your ongoing use of torture in corrective therapy is only a problem if you’re actually looking. You’re so right about so many things. When you beat us to correct us, it’s your child and it’s your right; when it’s our bodies we ask to have rights over - well, what did we expect? It’s our fault. The crushing debt, the companies that own our government, the privatization of prisons, the unrightful searches, the human trafficking and abuse of sex workers, the gun violence, the pharmaceutical industries which control our doctor’s choices, the climate change you only just started to admit is happening, the extinction of species worldwide - we are responsible for both pollution and poaching, the lead in our water, the death in our streets. So what do you get from it? From dismissing us? From quitting on us before the race begins? From forgetting who exactly raised us kids?

Now, I was told that the problem is that we too often point to bigotry. That we hide behind pointing out your sexist comments instead of realizing the truth your words wrought. I was told we are so focused on our victories, of a world that rallied for marriage equality, for gender expression, for the safety of survivors, for a healing nation - we call out instead of calling on. So I’m calling on you, Generation X kids. Here’s your free one. No bigotry spoken of. So speak. Explain what exactly you mean.

I get it. We asked for a country. The land is borrowed from your children, they tell me.

Now why are you so afraid when we show up and start collecting?

if my family want to me succeed in life then they need to be more proactive in giving me a tragic backstory. take one for the team, dad

anonymous asked:

Why do you think kylo goes for the supreme leader of the first order position when it's clear that it's not what he wants? what he wants is that new order with rey, so is supreme leader basically the next best thing for him since ruling with rey didn't work out?

I think he’s panicking, thinking he has lost everything, and so desperate to hold onto something that gives him control and power over his situation. It reminds me of my own inner emotions when I was a teenager grappling with being an abuse victim and no one listening to me or reaching out to me or giving me a chance. I felt like I’d do anything and grasp for anything to be free of that pain and torment… And once you get control in SOME way, it’s like… you NEED it.

Remember, he’s never had a waking or dreaming moment for YEARS and YEARS of his life that was free of Snoke. He’s not had a moment where he could be without that awful thing in his head. Now he has Snoke out of his head and he has a chance to “take back” his years of abuse by saying, “Now I’m the one in charge, taking over that motherfucker’s place.” Because the only other way of healing for him would have been through love, through Rey. But he was REJECTED [in his eyes] again, and just feels like… “here I am, abandoned again.” What’s the point? Why not just embrace the one thing you have left?


❛ you inability to learn complicated handshakes is tearing this gang apart ❜
❛ i hope no one lowkey hates me. highkey hate me. hate me with every fiber of your being. go big or go home ❜
❛ my style isn’t even my style, i can’t afford my actual style ❜
❛ i feel like everyone has a teacher from high school that they’d 100% fight ❜
❛ i don’t mean to interrupt people i just randomly remember things and get really excited, i’m sorry ❜
❛ sir, you cannot name your son ‘Papa_Roach_Scars.mp3’ we just won’t allow it ❜
❛ if you asked me what my sexuality was, i couldn’t give you a straight answer ❜
❛ i just wanna wear lingerie, smell like lavender, and have soft skin ❜
❛ yabba dabba done with your shit ❜
❛ 5 years ago i was a fucking mess and now i’m a fucking mess but at peace with it and with a cooler fashion sense ❜
❛ the only reason i’m staying in school is so i can provide for my future ❜
❛ occupation: sleepiest girl on the planet ❜
❛ true friendship is willfully making someone’s emotional devastation over fictional characters worse ❜
❛ (not so) breaking news: i’m sad again and everyone’s tired of hearing about it ❜
❛ my new year’s resolution is to stop ❜
❛ people keep posting ‘what’s REALLY in your food’ articles like i’m gonna stop eating whatever it’s about lmao listen, death is coming. death is coming. pass me a hot dog ❜
❛ do you sometimes wonder why you have weird friends but then you snap and realize that you’re as weird as them ❜
❛ have you ever met someone who’s smile looks like it could make flowers grow ❜
❛ is ‘no’ an emotion because i feel it ❜
❛ i wanna be the one girl who looks really cute but also gives off the vibe that she could snap your neck if you disrespect her like is that possible for me ❜
❛ concept: me, having friends and being liked by people ❜
❛ the human body has 7 trillion nerves and some people manage to get on every single fucking one of them ❜
❛ replace my heart with another liver so i can drink more and care less ❜
❛ i need a hug and six months of sleep ❜
❛ good morning i’m obsessed with being loved ❜
❛ don’t come back when you realize that i’m rare ❜
❛ i’m stuck in between ‘i really wanna meet new people’ and ‘why can’t everyone leave me the fuck alone’ ❜
❛ can you believe some people meet each other and just hit it off right off the bat and just… date??? and fall in love? ?? that sounds fake ? ? ? ❜
❛ painfully average looking with a great sense of humor and always down to get drunk ❜
❛ people are always like ‘are you a morning person or a night person’ and i’m just like… buddy, i’m barely even a person ❜
❛ you ever talk to a stupid boy to pass time? ❜
❛ don’t talk to me or my 78 insecurities ever again ❜
❛ i’ll always have a soft spot for you ❜
❛ i hate being tickled. i do not think it’s cute, i do not think it’s funny. i will kick you in the fucking face ❜
❛ you inability to learn complicated handshakes is tearing this gang apart ❜
❛ there’s no blood in my veins anymore it is coffee and broken dreams ❜
❛ i’ll pay you $7 to have a crush on me ❜
❛ i’m a hopeless romantic… emphasis on hopeless ❜
❛ i deal with my personal problems the same way i study for tests… i don’t ❜
❛ half of me is a hopeless romantic and the other half of me is, well, an asshole ❜
❛ my biggest problem is i don’t like, do shit ❜
❛ how am i supposed to be productive when netflix just automatically plays the next episode for you? ❜
❛ a girls sleepy voice is probably the cutest thing that has ever existed on this earth ❜
❛ at like a really specific time at night i feel like i wanna fall in love or some shit but then i wake up and i’m ok again ❜
❛ i’d really like to be taken out tbh. in a date way or a sniper way. i have no preference ❜
❛ i don’t need alcohol to make bad decisions ❜
❛ i want to be one of those people who does yoga and eats berries for breakfast, but i’m one of those people who stays in bed until 4 pm and eats pizza ❜
❛ why are there waiting lists for preschools?!?! babies are small!!!! 800 could fit in one room, just stack them ❜
❛ raise your hand if you are scared shitless about the future yet couldn’t care less at the same time ❜
❛ i hate being the stereotypical emo bitch, but life sux, my dude ❜
❛ i wanna learn how to throw knives so i can throw ‘em like real close and graze somebody to let them know to shut the fuck up ❜
❛ my heart says yes but my mom says no ❜
❛ if we are ever invaded by aliens and they wanna destroy earth and whatever that’s fine, but leave old friends senior dog sanctuary out of it ❜
❛ i don’t want to get involved in the drama, i just wanna know 103% of the information on what happened ❜
❛ if i had the power to control time i would probably just use it to sleep more ❜
❛ guess who got shit done today….. not me lmao but congrats to somebody out there ❜
❛ i promise i’m a lot nicer than my ‘walking to class’ face would lead you to believe ❜
❛ why spend money on booze when i can get fucked up by conspiracy theories for free? ❜
❛ binge watching is great until you run out of the show and have to start watching it weekly like some sort of medieval peasant ❜
❛ merry crisis, everyone ❜
❛ my whole life is the one episode of friends where ross drinks all those margaritas and keeps telling everyone that he’s fine when he clearly isn’t fine ❜
❛ i’m a huge supporter of things which annoy misogynistic rich white men ❜
❛ kinda wanna go on a date, kinda wanna get hit by a truck too ❜
❛ do i even have a sexuality at this point or is it literally just ‘oh yes i’d kiss you’ ❜
❛ not interested dot com forward slash you ❜
❛ napping together is my kind of date ❜
❛ i’m trying to stop being a hater but it’s just so hard when there are so many things that need my hate ❜
❛ i need to stop imagining things i’d say in interviews if i was ever famous because i am not ❜
❛ guess who got their life together!!!!! …not me, but someone probably has ❜
❛ concept: the worst is over. everything’s gonna be okay now ❜
❛ me, giving your eulogy at your funeral: ‘we are gathered here today to mourn a friend, a relative, a companion and a loved one, and to kinkshame them one last time’ ❜
❛ one day i will take a really good selfie and you will be sorry….. you will all be sorry ❜
❛ i was so ugly in 2008 because i didn’t care about my looks, i cared about the jonas brothers ❜
❛ i’m the whole package: bitter AND petty ❜
❛ my life is that awkward walk/jog you do in front of a car when you’re crossing the street ❜
❛ i use sarcasm because flat out telling you you’re a fucking moron is considered inappropriate and is frowned upon and i was raised better than that ❜
❛ my aesthetic is looking really tired even when i’ve had enough sleep and having a lot of bad habits and responding poorly to criticism ❜
❛ yes you’re allowed to have other friends, you just have to love me more ❜
❛ i just want to be somewhere warm and making questionable decisions ❜
❛ i don’t have plans for tonight or the rest of my life if you want to have a drink or get married ❜
❛ screenshots don’t scare me, i know what the fuck i said ❜
❛ ‘you’re kind of annoying’ kind of? kind of??? excuse me. excuse you. i am fully annoying. i am very annoying. there’s nothing half-assed half-hearted ‘kind of’ about it ❜
❛ *jumps over hole in sidewalk* yeah you could say i’m pretty fucking athletic ❜
❛ i don’t ‘dress to impress’ i dress to depress. i wanna look so good that people hate themselves ❜
❛ sorry, i couldn’t hear you over my internal monologue ❜
❛ valentine’s day is coming up, i don’t know what to buy myself ❜
❛ you’re really cute and it’s ruining my life because i think about kissing you all the time ❜
❛ ‘dude, i’m wasted’ and by wasted, i’m talking about my wasted potential because i’m a lazy piece of shit ❜
❛ i may be a terrible person but at least i say please and thank you and use my fucking blinker ❜
❛ is it too late to try to be myspace famous ❜
❛ ask him if he’s good with his hands, then when he comes over, make him put together ikea furniture ❜
❛ if a woman’s hand is steady enough to put on winged eyeliner then it’s steady enough to stab you in the heart ❜
❛ please don’t get tired of me ❜
❛ finals? fuck a final. gone girl myself. ❜
❛ i really thought quick sand was going to be a bigger issue in life when i was little ❜
❛ i’m so tired of not being a multimillionaire ❜
❛ why must the cute ones (me) suffer ❜
❛ nasa actually stands for ‘not any straight aliens.’ gayliens are real and out there ❜
❛ not to be bitter or anything but i hope everyone that has ever hurt me is absolutely miserable ❜
❛ my mind says college, but my heart says isolated sheep herder in iceland ❜
❛ i am an adult oh god make it stop ❜

( you can find the other three parts here: 1, 2, 3 )

INFJ Shut Down Mode
  • (as experienced by this INFJ - if you disagree feel free to let me know! : ) )
  • Ti: *curls up in corner* i can't logic my way through any of this what is happening
  • Se: *stares unseeing into the abyss* *whispers that everything is too loud and too bright*
30 Day OC Challenge because I need to spam you guys

If anyone else wants to do this with me, I figure these prompts can be answered however you want whether it be telling everyone, drawing, making gifsets, writing a short blurb, whatever!

Day 1- First Impressions: Introduce your character as if we are meeting them on the street. How do they come across to us?

Day 2- If you wanna be my lover: Friends, Family, and SOs. Tell us all about them and their relationship with your OC!

Day 3- When I was a young OC: What was your OC’s childhood like? Were they a tiny terror or a little angel? Or did you give them such a traumatic past they didn’t get the chance to be a kid.

Day 4- Dress to impress: Is your OC a fashion icon or a throw on whatever is available type of person? What kinds of clothes will we find in their closet?

Day 5- My English teacher was right all along: What are some symbols that follow your OC throughout their journey/story? Do they have any emblems they identify with? If not, what’s an object that has meaning to them?

Day 6- Whoa, listen to the music: What is your OC’s theme song/theme songs? Explain.

Day 7- Sugar and Spice: How is your OCs relationship with children? Do they plan to have any?

Day 8- A feast fit for kings: What does your OC eat? Do they cook for themselves or are they hopeless in the kitchen?

Day 9- Phenomenal Cosmetic Powers: What three wishes would your character ask a genus for?

Day 10: Itty bitty living space: Where does your character live/ how is it set up? Messy? Minimal? Filled with books or movie posters? Do they share it?

Day 11- Dancing with Myself: How does your OC handle social interactions? Social butterfly or anxious corner go-er? What large scale social interaction do they face the most?

Day 12- Shop til you drop: (You can do grocery shopping, magic ingredient shopping, clothes, furniture, ect, or all of the above depending on what kind of world your character is in and how it would relate) How does your character feel about shopping? Do they buy until they’re broke or have to haggle everything?

Day 13- Hogwarts will always be there to welcome you home: What’s your OC’s Hogwarts house? Because we all know this is a valid personality test. (Alternately, if you aren’t a fan of hogwarts, what’s their Myers Brigg Personality)

Day 14- Self-depreciation at its finest: What does your character dislike about themself? Why? Do other people feel the same way about that trait?

Day 15- I don’t give a damn about my reputation: What kind of reputation DOES your OC have? Do they know or do they remain blissfully ignorant? If they do know, what do they think of it?

Day 16- Emperor’s New Clothes: Is your OC a fashion icon or more a throw on whatever kind of person? What kinds of things would we see in their closet?

Day 17- Everybody’s workin for the weekend: What is your OCs “job” (however they define that)? Do they love it or do their co-workers constantly make their life a living hell?

Day 18- I’m bored: What does your OC do in their free time/ for fun?

Day 19- Man’s best friend: How does your OC feel about animals (both wild and pets)? Do they have an animal companion?

Day 20- I can explain, I swear: What would your OC get arrested for? Would they try to weasel their way out of it, pay off bail, or do the time?

Day 21- On the road again: Does your OC travel? Do they want to? Where would they go? And how?

Day 22- Monsters in the closet: What is your OC afraid of the most?

Day 23- Hi mom: What would your OC get famous for and how would they/their friends feel about that? If they are famous- do they like it?

Day 24- Tropes are overrated: What tropes does your OC fall into the most?

Day 25- Are we there yet?: What are their ambitions and aspirations? Do they have any real chance at reaching them?

Day 26- Senior Quote: Pick a quote that perfectly describes your OC. Explain.

Day 27- Weapon of Choice: Does your character kill with kindness, slip out of things with a quick tongue, take an axe to the problem, or just fail miserably?

Day 28- A dream is a wish your heart makes: What/Who is the hope that keeps your OC going? What do they live for?

Day 29- They grow up so fast: If you’ve had this OC awhile, how have they changed from your original idea of them? If they haven’t, how have they changed as they aged in story?

Day 30- Before we go: Quirks, habits, and fun facts about your OC.

EDIT: I actually finished this once and then accidentally deleted most of it so what probably happened was that was something I remembered and didn’t realize was already on the list: 
Alternate Day 16- What are your OCs sleeping habits?

I’m just remembering that one news segment that was going around a while back about all adults who play animal crossing being predators because “there’s no reason an adult would want to play this game”

Yeah because I definitely can’t see the appeal of animal crossing for an adult

Getting to live a stress free dream life where you live comfortably, you don’t have to worry about money, you get to make a lovely house and live in a beautiful forest town, your neighbors are kind to you, you get to do leisure activities for the vast majority of your day, you don’t have to go to a 9-5 job and the things you do for money are fun…yeah none of that sounds the slightest bit appealing to the average adult who is constantly stressed out and struggling in life

Daydream - Nightmares Spin Off

Where Draco spends the night at Harry’s, not only getting the best sleep in his life but also participating in multiple snogging sessions throughout the day. Neither seemed to mind.

Note: Technically you don’t need to read Nightmares in order to understand this but if you want, you’re free to do so here. Dedicated to @rose-grangerweasleyisbae because she’s one of my favorite Drarry writers and I flipped shit when she followed me and reblogged some of my work. Yikes. Much love and enjoy x

Word count: 1.6k

Harry woke drenched in sweat. His heart was racing, hair stuck to his forehead, quivering. The room is pitch dark and Harry fights to find his wand; upon locating it, he murmurs, “Lumos,” under his breath. A small pearl of light brightens the room from the tip of Harry’s wand and the boy lets off a sigh. He was safe in his flat. No one was here to harm him. 

The dark haired boy gets up from his bed, not bothering to read the time on his alarm clock. It was early, that much Harry knew considering he had rose before the sun but that doesn’t stop him from grabbing a new set of clothes and stumbling to the bathroom of his en suite. He turns the water to full blast, hoping the scalding water would relax his tense muscles and wash away the last of his nightmare. 

Steam envelops him as soon as he steps into the shower and he wets his sweaty hair, sighing. He hoped he wouldn’t wake Draco; the pipes were rather squeaky and Harry, although he had attempted to be quiet, had made noise on his way to the bathroom. 

When he leaves the shower and heads to the kitchen, however, he finds Draco in the Gryffindor sweater and pajama bottoms Harry had lent him the night before, trying to work his toaster. “What the hell is this contraption? Is it going to hurt me? What’s this black chord?” Draco asks hesitantly after acknowledging Harry’s presence.

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Colors (Part 10) [MinYoongi x Reader]

Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4 / Part 5 / Part 6 / Part 7 / Part 8 / Part 9 / Part 10 /Part 11 / Part 12 / Part 13  / Part 14 / Part 15  / Part 16 / Part 17 / Part 18 / Part 19 / Part 20

Genre: Mafia - Gang AU (M)

Originally posted by monetterie

Part 10 : BLOOD TIES

She was like the warmth of winter sun on a cold December night. Her smile was bright and mellow, like embers burning brightly in the dark and keeping you warm. Her beauty was remarkable, the way she hid her scars so perfectly behind those happy eyes and that toothy grin. But the heavy bags beneath her eyes and the red nose told a much different story.

Yoongi was reliving that day again, behind his closed eyes, just like he did every other night.

He stood in a corner, watching, observing. A boy of 10, sat near the table, playing around with his food on the plate. A Woman stood with her back facing towards him, washing dishes. She turned and glanced at the young boy. The rays of sun, peeking through the window, gleamed in her eyes softly making her look almost angelic.

“Yoongi-ah! Stop playing around with your food and eat it quickly. Your father will be here any minute” she said in a stern yet gentle voice.

The boy looked up at her sadly.“Why is he coming back?” he asked, “I thought he was never going to come back”

The women sighed, wiped her hands on a towel and turned around smiling softly. “He’s coming to take you,” she said while taking a seat beside the boy.

The boy huffed angrily and pushed the plate to the other side. “I DON’T WANT TO GO WITH HIM!” he yelled and the women took his hands in hers.“He’s your father. He’s taking you because he cares for you. You’ll go to a much better school-”

“I HATE HIM” the younger one yelled with tears in his eyes and the women cupped his cheeks. “He’s not my father! I hate him-”

“Don’t say that. Don’t you ever say that in front of him” she said and wiped his tears away with her thumb.

“Listen to me Yoongi, whatever your father asks you to do. You listen to him! If you don’t do it, if you don’t learn, he’ll-” She paused for a moment before speaking.“He’ll send us away, you and me. You can’t show weakness in front of him. You have to be strong! You’ll be strong right? Be strong Yoongi. This is a cruel world and it will swallow you whole if you don’t fight back.”

Teardrops fell on the boy’s forehead as the women placed his head on her chest and sobbed softly“Be strong Yoongi-ah! Unlike your mother and always be kind to others. Be what your mother and father could never be..”

Yoongi watched the women as she got up from her seat after some time and walked over to him. She stood in front of him, placed a hand on his cheek and smiled.

 “Eomma is so proud of you Yoongi-ah. But it’s time to go now”

“Can I stay?” Yoongi always asked his mother the same question. And she always gave the same answer.

“It’s time to go Yoongi; it’s time to Wake up”

“YOONGI WAKE UP” you nudged the pale boy again when he went unconscious. His pupils moved rapidly under his closed eyelids, making you wonder what he was dreaming about. He opened his eyes slowly and glanced at you.

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sentence prompts ➝ moulin rouge
  • ❝Everything’s going so well!❞
  • ❝I forgot my hat.❞
  • ❝Above all thing’s I believe in love.❞
  • ❝Diamonds are a girls best friend.❞
  • ❝Look, my dear. A little frog!❞
  • ❝He loves me and that is worth everything.❞
  • ❝Clean yourself off you bourgeois pig.❞
  • ❝Ah, poetry. Yes, this is what I want naughty words.❞
  • ❝No matter what you say the show is ending our way.❞
  • ❝I don’t care about your ridiculous dogma.❞
  • ❝I will love you until my dying day.❞
  • ❝A little supper? Maybe some champagne?❞
  • ❝We have each other. That’s all that matters.❞
  • ❝Silly of me, to think you could fall in love with someone like me.❞
  • ❝I just don’t like other people touching my things.❞
  • ❝Hurt him. Hurt him to save him.❞
  • ❝Please believe me when I say I love you.❞
  • ❝I’d rather, um, just get it over and done with.❞
  • ❝Why does my heart cry? Feelings I can’t fight.❞
  • ❝Tell me you don’t love me.❞
  • ❝It’s nothing. It’s just an infatuation, it’s nothing.❞
  • ❝Nothing funny, I just like talent.❞
  • ❝These silly writers let their imaginations run away with themselves.❞
  • ❝Without trust, there is no love.❞
  • ❝Now darling you go and pack and I’ll be waiting.❞
  • ❝You don’t have to pretend anymore.❞
  • ❝I owe you nothing and you’re nothing to me.❞
  • ❝Where were you last night?❞
  • ❝Can’t fall in love? But a life without love, that’s terrible.❞
  • ❝We have to end it. Everybody knows.❞
  • ❝Outside it may be raining, but in here it’s entertaining.❞
  • ❝You’re free to leave me, but just don’t deceive me.❞
  • ❝I don’t want to pretend anymore.❞
  • ❝Make him believe that you don’t love him.❞
  • ❝Thing’s aren’t always the way they seem.❞
  • ❝I prefer to do it standing.❞
  • ❝You’ll get your ending, once the duke gets his end-in.❞
  • ❝She said you make her feel like a virgin.❞
  • ❝It’s a little bit funny. This feeling inside, i’m not one of those who can easily hide.❞
  • ❝You are a beautiful woman. I love sex.❞
  • ❝Oh no, I forgot my line.❞
  • ❝Don’t you toy with my emotions!❞
  • ❝Killed. Killed? Killed! I must warn him.❞
  • ❝We’re creatures of the underworld. We can’t afford to love.❞
  • ❝Jealousy! Yes, jealousy will drive you mad.❞
  • ❝It may feel a little strange at first, but I think, if you’re open then you might enjoy it.❞
  • ❝You made me believe that you loved me.❞
  • ❝The greatest thing you’ll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return.❞
  • ❝And in the end should someone die?❞
  • ❝You’re going to be bad for business, I can tell.❞
  • ❝All my life you made me believe I was only worth what someone would pay for me.❞

Guys, I’m emotional…

I remember when we first got “Wind In My Hair”, I compared it to “When Will My Life Begin”, calling it the antithesis song.

But really…?

“Set Yourself Free” is. Even visually. Rapunzel is even painting her dream on the wall during the song. And I honestly can’t wait for the inevitable far shot where we get to see the whole mural she’s working on. Do you see how many birds in flight seem to be in it? I’m gonna cry.

The Bribe // oneshot

Originally posted by saxyphonestar

genre - fluff // comedy // vampire!jungkook

note -  as a celebration of the end of the semester & finals, i present to you;; vampire!jungkook! enjoy!  ~credits to saxyphonestar for the gif!!

“Are you really a vampire, or are those fangs just fake?” You, who is currently tied up to a chair had the audacity to ask Jungkook, the vampire who can snap your head at any moment given that question. 

“Trust me when I say I can suck you dry in thirty seconds, sweetheart. Don’t test my patience, Y/N,” Gritting his answer out, Jungkook managed to keep his temper under control even though you managed to irritate him for the past hour that you’ve been here.

You fake gasp and leaned forward to taunt him even more. “Ooh, is that a threat I hear from a bunny faced vampire?”

Taking in a deep breath and pinching his nose bridge, Jungkook shut your comments out and reminded himself that he was doing this task for Namjoon and Namjoon would cut his ass if he accidentally “killed” you. He turned around to walk away from you and sat down on a worn out couch, proceeding to take out his earphones and putting the volume on full blast that even you can hear it.

You rolled your eyes at his actions, knowing full well that even if you whispered, he’d be able to catch on to what you said. 

“If you think you won’t hear my voice even with those earphones on, you’re wrong about that!” You shouted, wanting to get Jungkook’s attention back by shouting anything on top of your lungs. “Don’t ignore me you puny vampire!” 

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prince of egypt sentence starters
  • “Can you hear your people cry?”
  • “I have nothing I can give but this chance that you may live.”
  • “Sleep and remember my last lullaby.”
  • “How would you like to see your face carved on a wall?”
  • “You don’t suppose we’ll get in trouble for this, do you?”
  • “But one weak link can break the chain of a mighty dynasty!”
  • “Why is that whenever you start something I’m the one who ends up in trouble?”
  • “Don’t worry, nobody will even notice us coming in.”
  • “Are you going to let her talk to you like that?”
  • “But I am showing you all the respect you deserve – none!”
  • “Do you want us flogged?”
  • “I knew you cared about our freedom.”
  • “They never told you?”
  • “You will regret this night.”
  • “Surely this is all I’ve ever wanted.”
  • “Tell me you didn’t do this.”
  • “They were only slaves.”
  • “Is this where you found me?”
  • “Now you know the truth love, now forget and be content.”
  • “Fate has turned our little misadventure into a great opportunity.”
  • “You saw what happened, I just killed a man!”
  • “Nothing you say can change what I’ve done.”
  • “I’m not who you think I am.”
  • “Aren’t these your camels?”
  • “That’s why Papa says she’ll never get married.”
  • “I’ve done nothing in my life worth honoring.”
  • “Dance with me!”
  • “What do you want with me?”
  • “You’ve chosen the wrong messenger.”
  • “What on earth are you dressed as?”
  • “So you have returned only to free them.”
  • “Or is it thanks… to you?”
  • “How does it feel when you get struck to the ground?”
  • “I didn’t see because I did not wish to see.”
  • “Still gnawing away at that bone, are we?”
  • “It’s… blood.”
  • “Until you break, until you yield.”
  • “This was my home.”
  • “How could you have come to hate me so?”
  • “Something else is coming, something much worse than anything before.”
  • “And I think it’s time I finished the job.”
  • “You bring this upon yourself.”
  • “Though hope is frail, it’s hard to kill.”
  • “Now I’m standing here, my heart so full I can’t explain.”
  • “Don’t just stand there; kill them!”
  • “Kill them all!”
  • “Look at your people – they are free.”

I have an interview tomorrow

And what I learned from all these interviews is you gotta be THE FAKEST GODDAMN BITCH


Like for some reason they love asking “what do you do in your free time?” This is where they try to fuckin get ya. Do I sit there saying I watch Twenty One Pilots and Hollywood Undead funny compilations? Hell no. Ya gotta say some shit like “well, I’m in school so in my free time I love doing extra credit work and studying all the material”.

Now that I’m outta school, I gotta make some other shit up. Like that I love reading motivational self-help books to positive thinking and a wholesome life.

Something that doesn’t make it seem like I just graduated from high school less than a year ago.

Not saying I don’t like what I’m doing, but I would be much happier being in a different aspect of the medical field. But this is the most affordable option considering schooling (I went to this school 100% payed for by a vocational rehabilitation program. They don’t pay for expensive schooling, for example if I wanted to go to a college or a really expensive trade school, and I don’t fucks with student loans, so I wouldn’t be paying for any of that shit either). Also, the place that I have an interview at seems like such a great place I will probably volunteer there if I don’t get hired (it’s a community living/SPA housing organization)

I mean, ya know what they say

Dear all,

Another year is over and it’s time to start a new one, so let’s raise our glasses and make a toast to the new year!!!

May 2018 be better than the last one. I hope you all have a great year and a wonderful time ahead. I know that with every new year come greater challenges and obstacles in life, so I wish you all the courage, hope and faith to overcome all of the hurdles you may face. Let 2018 be the year where all your dreams come true. Stop worrying. Stop getting angry at things that aren’t worth the energy you put into staying angry. Do things that make you happy. Make some memories. Don’t forget that the most important things in life are free so love, live, smile, laugh, play, and be who you are. Make each day «the» day. Live your life with abandon. Be good to yourself. Fall in Love. Create happiness. Be courageous and wild at heart. Make new friends. Believe in your own power, strength and fortitude—you’re awesome, never doubt it. Surround yourself with love, take chances, and be spontaneous. This is your year…make it beautiful!!

Cheers to the New Year. May it be a memorable one.

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Hamilton — My Shot  {Sentence Starters}

  • “I am not throwing away my shot!”
  • “I’m young, scrappy and hungry.”
  • “I probably shouldn’t brag, but dag, I amaze and astonish.”
  • “The problem, is I got a lot of brains but no polish.”
  • “I gotta holler just to be heard.”
  • “With every word, I drop knowledge!”
  • “I’m a diamond in the rough, a shiny piece of coal.”
  • “Only nineteen but my mind is older.”
  • “Every burden, every disadvantage, I have learned to manage.”
  • “I walk these streets famished.”
  • “So there will be a revolution in this century.”
  • “Don’t be shocked when your history book mentions me!”
  • “I will lay down my life if it sets us free.”
  • “Eventually, you’ll see my ascendancy.”
  • “I dream of life without a monarchy.”
  • “When I fight, I make the other side panicky!”
  • “You and I. Do or die.”
  • “You keep out of trouble and you double your choices.”
  • “If you talk, you’re gonna get shot!”
  • “I think your pants look hot.”
  • “Give me a position, show me where the ammunition is!”
  • “Oh, am I talkin’ too loud?”
  • “Sometimes I get over excited, shoot off at the mouth.”
  • “I imagine death so much it feels more like a memory.”
  • “See, I never thought I’d live past twenty.”
  • “For the first time, I’m thinking past tomorrow!”