you explain my life

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dear pretty little liars. it’s been a long ride but it’s been an amazing one. thank you to the cast and the crew that brought this show to life. it’s become a part of me and this journey has been a beautiful one. thank you for everything. (pretty little liars, 2010 - 2017).

“So what is your role?”

“Oh uh. I’m trained to be a biologist, but am currently a poison merchant.”
“Ah. You humans do not manufacture any biologically, so that makes sense. Is it for defence?”
“Uhm. Not really.”
“For… pest control?”
“Haha, nah. More for <<excrement and amusement>>”
“I think there was a translator issue there. What was that?”
I take it your species doesn’t do the recreational ethanol thing, eh?”
“What?!”
Look bys, its a big thing here. Fancy meals are expected to have a poison accompaniment. We brew poisons to try winning world poison competitions. We mix poisons to try and make them taste as much as fruit as possible, or as strong as possible. There’s Expensive Poisons that have smoked ingredients to taste both toxic AND burning. A bit of an acquired taste, that one.”
“….humans are weird.”

Date a boy who...
  • Looks at you like you put the moon, sun and the rest of the starts on the sky- 

-even when you are not there

  • Decides to be goofey with you
  • Seems to drift close to you because you make him comfortable
  • Is there to offer you help and at the same time respects your boudaries- 

-and decisions

  • Would fight tooth and nail for you when you are vulnerable
  • Will never give you his back and instead receive you with a hug
  • Trusts your abilities no matter what
  • Will open up to you on his moments of weakness because he trusts you
  • Who will be there to have your back even on the moments you are doubting of yourself
  • Date…. Shiro

Date Takashi Shirogane

I feel threatened.

Me, going into the SU tag: Wonder what’s going on this time?

SU discourse: Rebecca Sugar is racist! Everyone is racist! Shut down the show! Cancel it because of this one drawing that they literally apologized for but that we totally disregarded! Point fingers at them for their mistakes!

Me, already exhausted: Wow. Of course. Why am I not surprised?

“I want you to tell me about every person you’ve ever been in love with.
Tell me why you loved them,
then tell me why they loved you.

Tell me about a day in your life you didn’t think you’d live through.
Tell me what the word home means to you
and tell me in a way that I’ll know your mother’s name
just by the way you describe your bedroom
when you were eight.

See, I want to know the first time you felt the weight of hate,
and if that day still trembles beneath your bones.

Do you prefer to play in puddles of rain
or bounce in the bellies of snow?
And if you were to build a snowman,
would you rip two branches from a tree to build your snowman arms
or would leave your snowman armless
for the sake of being harmless to the tree?
And if you would,
would you notice how that tree weeps for you
because your snowman has no arms to hug you
every time you kiss him on the cheek?

Do you kiss your friends on the cheek?
Do you sleep beside them when they’re sad
even if it makes your lover mad?
Do you think that anger is a sincere emotion
or just the timid motion of a fragile heart trying to beat away its pain?

See, I wanna know what you think of your first name,
and if you often lie awake at night and imagine your mother’s joy
when she spoke it for the very first time.

I want you to tell me all the ways you’ve been unkind.
Tell me all the ways you’ve been cruel.
Tell me, knowing I often picture Gandhi at ten years old
beating up little boys at school.

If you were walking by a chemical plant
where smokestacks were filling the sky with dark black clouds
would you holler “Poison! Poison! Poison!” really loud
or would you whisper
“That cloud looks like a fish,
and that cloud looks like a fairy!”

Do you believe that Mary was really a virgin?
Do you believe that Moses really parted the sea?
And if you don’t believe in miracles, tell me —
how would you explain the miracle of my life to me?

See, I wanna know if you believe in any god
or if you believe in many gods
or better yet
what gods believe in you.
And for all the times that you’ve knelt before the temple of yourself,
have the prayers you asked come true?
And if they didn’t, did you feel denied?
And if you felt denied,
denied by who?

I wanna know what you see when you look in the mirror
on a day you’re feeling good.
I wanna know what you see when you look in the mirror
on a day you’re feeling bad.
I wanna know the first person who taught you your beauty
could ever be reflected on a lousy piece of glass.

If you ever reach enlightenment
will you remember how to laugh?

Have you ever been a song?
Would you think less of me
if I told you I’ve lived my entire life a little off-key?
And I’m not nearly as smart as my poetry
I just plagiarize the thoughts of the people around me
who have learned the wisdom of silence.

Do you believe that concrete perpetuates violence?
And if you do —
I want you to tell me of a meadow
where my skateboard will soar.

See, I wanna know more than what you do for a living.
I wanna know how much of your life you spend just giving,
and if you love yourself enough to also receive sometimes.
I wanna know if you bleed sometimes
from other people’s wounds,
and if you dream sometimes
that this life is just a balloon —
that if you wanted to, you could pop,
but you never would
‘cause you’d never want it to stop.

If a tree fell in the forest
and you were the only one there to hear —
if its fall to the ground didn’t make a sound,
would you panic in fear that you didn’t exist,
or would you bask in the bliss of your nothingness?

And lastly, let me ask you this:

If you and I went for a walk
and the entire walk, we didn’t talk —
do you think eventually, we’d… kiss?

No, wait.
That’s asking too much —
after all,
this is only our first date.”

—  Andrea Gibson

l.s. | REASONS TO LIVE © 2016

i. the stars. i spend an hour making eye contact with burning balls of gas brighter than my future could ever be, but i don’t hold it against them. a stars goal is to brighten the sky, and by proxy they brighten my life, little glittering reminders that even when the world ends on earth the stars will still shine.

ii. your smile. i thought the stars were the brightest thing in the world until i met you. our friendship became a lighthouse, a beacon of warmth to guide through rough seas, and the fire sheltered beneath your ribs is a special kind of burning. i have never been less afraid of the flames.

iii. magic. not the kind that harry potter plays with, though that too has its place, but the kind that makes its home in the dawns and dusks of the world, in rainbows and storm clouds and ice cream. the magic inherent in the air after rain and in that moment right before you fall asleep.

iv. home. not just a place. a feeling. coffee in new york and book shops in yorkshire. a space carved for yourself, built brick by brick only metaphorically because there is nothing more fluid and changing than home. it flutters like a butterfly some days, and on others it is as stable as an old oak tree, roots running so deep they caress the core of the earth.

v. life. the antithesis of death. that life continues on and would do so even without me is, in its own way, a comfort. with life comes food and friendship, video games and new books. progression too, because the world isn’t stagnant, isn’t frozen, and i figure that if it can move forward, walk into the unknown with open eyes, then so can i.

kolejna-reinkarnacja-mnie  asked:

Hey have u ever thought about drawing Feliks (Poland) from Hetalia? I ummm.. Chcialam napisac ze masz super styl rysowania, ale nie moglam wymyslec nic dobrze brzmiącego po angielsku 😅😅😅 💜

i never watched hetalia in my life except the poland moments compilation

A MESSAGE FROM AVI
Hello everyone. If you haven’t yet watched the video then these words might come as a shock to you. If you have watched, know that this is exactly what I would have said in the video, if filming it wasn’t one of the toughest things I’ve ever had to do. This morning, I announced that I will be taking a step back from PTX.
I’ve struggled with this decision a lot. It has been the hardest decision I’ve ever had to make in my life. Before I explain why, I want you all to know that the past 6 years have been the most unbelievable years of my life. The things we’ve accomplished, the places we’ve seen, the people we’ve touched with our music… It surpasses anything that I could have ever dreamed up for my life.
I believe one of the big reasons why we have been so successful and accomplished all that we have is because of the unbelievably fast pace that we keep. Throughout my journey with PTX, this pace has always been a struggle for me. It’s been hard for me not to be with my family and friends when I need them or when they need me. It’s been hard to not be able to escape into nature when I’m feeling overwhelmed or just need some time to myself.
Through all of this, I’ve done my best and I’ve kept pushing myself to keep up. Really, the reason why I’ve been able to push so hard and for so long has been because of you guys. You all have inspired me and lifted me up every single day and, for that, I am eternally grateful.
I do love you all so very much, but I’ve come to a point where I just can’t keep up anymore and I would never want to inhibit any type of success that we have because I truly do believe in everything that we’ve done and everything that they will do. I just know that I can no longer continue at this pace and so I have to do what’s best for the group and I have to do what’s best for me.
I do want you all to know that I’m still going to be doing music and I’m going to be doing it with my whole heart. I will ALWAYS do my best to lift others up with my voice. I hope that you’ll all support my decision and that you can understand where I’m coming from. And regardless of anything, I just want to thank you for all that you’ve given to me. I have been so unbelievably blessed and humbled to be a part of all your lives in any way and I wanted you to hear this from me. From my voice. And from my heart.
I love you all deeply and I thank you for everything. Truly.
And just so you know, I will still be performing at all of our announced shows, so come say hi and give me a hug. I love hugs.
Avi


I know the announcement is already going around tumblr but I thought I’d upload the video. Watching it made me realize how sad and sorry he is. And even though I’m upset about the news, I think I’m more worried about him. I’m seeing lots of support and love for him on the internet, and I hope he’ll see it. Hopefully his decision will allow him to take back control of his life, get some rest and focus on whatever he wants. Maybe he’ll finally ask Sara Bareilles out, who knows… I just want him to be happy. It’s going to be hard for the band and for us fans, but both Avi and Pentatonix will still be able to make good music and succeed; except now he’s going to be able to breathe and go at his own pace.
Also, give him a hug from me if you can! x

i doodled this in like five minutes bcs the idea of it was HILARIOUS to me for some reason bless u

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ben platt as zoe murphy and laura dreyfuss as evan hansen aka the single greatest thing i’ve ever seen in my entire life, submitted by @strawberrydaydreams

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HEY TAYLOR💗 today has been an AMAZING day.

I just found out the results for my exams that I’ve been working for over the last year and I’m so happy to say my work has paid off and I was able to get STRAIGHT As???!!!!!😭😭 I just want to say that you helped me through everything from studying to the actual exams and when I was struggling, you taught me to never give in and today I’m so glad I never!! A few years ago I was barely holding on and I can’t believe how far I’ve come since then and I honestly could never have done it without you. There are not enough words to explain how grateful I am to have you in my life and as my idol. Thank you for everything, hopefully one day I’ll tell you just how much you mean to me in person.

I love you I love you I love you.

Abbie x @taylorswift

Hey guys! Just to let you know, life just happened and thus explains my hiatus on social media again. Shown here were my dailies last week. Now I will rely on my bujo sidekick (a midori passport size I recently got from a destash sale) for daily tasks and lists, since the renovation project is still ongoing and I am nowhere near my desk in the next couple of weeks. I hope you have a nice week ahead! 😊

Explain why it’s not me. Because we both know, “I don’t have feelings for you,” would be a lie and “You’re too good for me,” is an excuse. So explain,why do you search for parts of me in everyone?
—  They arent me
In so many ways, you’re the only person keeping my world from flying apart. Too many things have come crumbling down around me, and I spend many days questioning how close I’ve allowed myself to become to you. There are nights when I wonder if this is going to end the way that all of the others did, if something’s going to happen that ruins us. I apologize for the many times that I’ve almost let myself pull away from you because of that. Just don’t leave me here.
—  🖤
OK so (rant)

The richest thing I’ve ever been told, via an anonymous comment on my fic on AO3, was that I “tricked” them into reading my fic because I didn’t tag properly, and that it was “duplicitous” and they shouldn’t have to fight with someone over basic tagging (though they made sure to add how ‘out of character’ my whole fic was, despite the fact that it’s based off of a prompt that’s - from the get go - literally not canon. They even mention that they know this comment is a moot point because of the fact that it’s based off of a non-canon prompt, but yet still felt the need to tell me anyway).

I’ve never been so annoyed.

Listen, people - I don’t want to sound whiny, or like I can’t take criticism. I’m not a professional, and I certainly have a lot to learn (to put it mildly). 

However, if you don’t like something, instead of reading the whole thing and then leaving a rude comment, pretending to dress it up like you’re leaving ‘constructive criticism’ (which, may I add, was never asked for nor encouraged)  despite the fact that it was all personal opinion with no actual constructive components involved, just…. don’t. Close out of the fic. Walk away.

 I totally get that it’s not for everyone, and every single person is allowed to have their opinion. But there’s no reason to be rude to an author because you don’t like what they wrote, or because you feel that each individual plot point should be tagged.

(Like I’m not even joking - they are legitimately mad that a voyeur/exhibitionist tagged fic had these elements involved in it.)

The beauty of being an adult on the internet is when you don’t like things, you can just walk away from them. Or, hey, if you really just feel the need to leave your comment, because you really want the whole world to know how you feel about it, maybe spend the extra four seconds to pretend to be a decent human and make it actual concrit. 

I dunno, man. Just some food for thought on this lovely Sunday evening.