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anyway i've been writing a book on and off for five years ft the devil and a tired detective and heres some concept art ✌️
Lena has done it. Her plans have worked. Kara knows everything and the two of them hash it out, screaming at each other, tears running down their faces.
Eventually the fight gets to a point where Lena says: "Maybe it's because I'm a Luthor." to which Kara, completely devastated and heartbroken, shakes her head and responds:
"I wish it was. It would have made all of this hurt less." and walks away.
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i said this once a long time ago on a different blog during a different time in my life, but i think, tonight, is a good night for it to be said once more:
kindness is an action, not an emotion. you can choose to be kind, you can choose who you gift that kindness to. you can fuel it with anger, you can fuel it with rage, you can fuel it with joy and sorrow and love. it can be awe-inspiring, it can be simple, but i think, in the world we live in, to choose kindness, above all else, is the most radical thing of all. 
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You can learn is some stuff about me .
teacher: here’s ur topic me: oh jeez i hate that topic teacher: pick your own topic me: oh jeez im not a decision maker
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My name is Mikey. A.K.A Smooth Criminal. I'm a brother of MOΔ fraternity. (Mu Omicron Delta). Student at Miami-Dade College. I'm chill, funny, and confident guy. I'm very athletic. Played baseball 14 years of my life and plus basketball, volleyball, football, and MMA as well. Won't let drama get to me so don't come up on my page and start any of that shit cause the most you'll get out of me is a laugh and "gtfo" lol This description is long enough so just ask about anything I left out (: lol
Hi I'm Jordin and I'm a sad teenager but I'm trying to be optimistic about it.
When I haven’t talked to my best friend in a while and we finally start catching up
WHEN MY FRIEND GETS SLOPPY DRUNK AND I HAVE TO DELIVER HER TO HER BOYFRIEND
dash only multimuse; penned by hailey.established april 20, 2020.revived january 11, 2021.
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Life isn’t worth living for, unless you have something worth dying for.
Call me at 4 am, and tell me it’s because you want to hear my voice.
I don’t care how complicated this gets, I still want you.
Jericho is the name, Jay is le nickname! made and molded by punk, metal, and emo music, back in the Myspace days. born 1994. Dysphoric. He/Him/It/Itself Mixed kid.
Jeśli czujesz się brzydka, gruba, nieatrakcyjna, niepotrzebna, niekochana, nielubiana, ignorowana, wyśmiewana, odrzucona, samotna- ZREBLOGUJ
She wasn’t bitter. She was sad, though. But it was a hopeful kind of sad. The kind of sad that just takes time.
Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower (via thegoodvybe)
Old sad shit I've come so far from. Bye 4ever
Hi. My name is Rose. And if you know me I'm sorry. Being young and dumb definitely makes you regret things in the future. Don't do stupid things.
Noah Hill | 18 Schizophrenia | Exhibitionism PTSD I'm broken and can't be fixed.
[smiles and nods] That’s perfect, babe.
I miss this oc so much. I’m gonna try to revamp her if anyone’s interested.
' Pomyśl, pierwsze kroki, poczujesz ból upadku, przyzwyczaj się bo będzie w chuj upadków. '
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Gott, es ist 4:17 Uhr und ich habe Angst und mein Kopf tut weh und liegt unter der Decke und ich denke, der Tag vor mir erdrückt mich. Irgendwie ist mein Kopf entwurzelt. Die Kindheit kommt nicht wieder - nie wieder, verstehst du? Aber du verstehst nicht. Du bist jetzt fremd. Lass es mich wissen, wenn du mich wieder liebst. Irgendwie bedeutet nichts irgendwas und vielleicht bin ich deshalb so verliebt in kleine Sachen, die man nicht versteht. Das Leben macht keinen Sinn und ist kalt, und trotzdem bin ich so süchtig danach, dass ich einfach nicht aufgeben kann. Es kreisen Raben über dem Nebeltal in meinem Kopf, das Nebeltal aus ein bisschen Kippenrauch. Und die Gipfel aus schönen Momenten, aber sie werden immer kleiner.
Just remember in about 40 seconds someone is about to commit suicide as we sit here blogging. This post goes out to the teens who took and will take their lives. Please just reblog this post to recognize them and don’t question whether or not you should. I promise it won’t ruin your blog type.
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To understand why I ship klance so hard, read this cause I don't really ship them based on the show but I can totally see this happening and oh my gosh I love it, it's perfection:http://archiveofourown.org/works/7454385/chapters/16939401It's called "Dirty Laundry" on archiveofourown
volleyball adora. . . . PLEATHE, . . I WOULD GIVE THE SUN AND THE STARS FOR ADORA IN A VOLLEYBALL OUTFIT
Ms. James has a non-existent saxophone career, goes to school at a dumpy community college, and is pretty much second best. ....but at least she hot doe?
It's good to know that I have the worst blog on tumblr.
i don't have a problem with authority. just don't tell me what to do.
Rena couldn’t help but laugh a little. There was something about Marlene that just made her ease up a little bit and just feel comfortable. “If you say so. I guess that just means I have to keep you around more often, then.” She wasn’t used to people calling her beautiful; in fact, Rena spent so much time criticizing herself in the mirror some days that she worried nobody would ever find her pretty at all. “If you wouldn’t mind hanging around me, that is. I know you’re a busy woman.” Rena read over the sentence again. “It’s a lot better. Really.”
your sweet speaking and lovely laughing – oh it puts the heart in my chest on wings for when I look at you, even a moment, no speaking is left in me
Sappho, fragment 31 (via lifeinpoetry)
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I think,“ she said slowly, “you can drive a person crazy by simply refusing to look at them. “There isn’t anything quite like being ignored by someone you have feelings for.”
S.Z. // Excerpt from a book I’ll never write #224 (via blossomfully)
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daily reminder to drink water throughout the day and to stand up and stretch every 30 minutes if you’ve been in the same spot
e.m.b, thank you for leaving me. (via poeticallyordinary)
At the moment, i’m in a “mood”. A mood were right now, just about anything could make me cry and i’m thinking about every little thing. But right now, mostly about how i’m not living my life the way i want to be, or how i should be.
Being a teenager is something special, the years were your supposed to live it up with your friends, be young while you can, have no regrets and just have fun. And i’m doing the complete opposite. I am making myself more and more miserable everyday. I stay at home and do nothing all day. If i get asked to hang out, i most likely say “no, i can’t” and then make up some stupid reason why i can’t and i don’t even know why. I should be taking every chance i get to go out and have fun with other people. But for some reason i can’t, i’m just so unhappy and tired that i don’t want to do anything anymore. Absolutely nothing excites me and i’m sick of it. When people go out on weekends, i’m mostly home, doing nothing, while everyone else is out having a blast. Then on monday people ask my how my weekend was, i don’t really know how to answer because i really didn’t do anything, so i try to put off the question. I don’t want to do that anymore. I want to be able to answer them and tell them about how much of a great weekend i had. I need a change, i really big change. 
I’m so sick of feeling unhappy, miserable, self conscious, un-confident and tired.
So it's been alright sense my last melt down, i did end up cutting, i cut my wrist with a razor and my right thigh also. No, i can't say i'm proud of myself, but damn did it feel good. When i did it, it felt like all the pain and my worries were pouring out of me, i can't even explaint he feeling. But i did tell my mom, and i have to tell me therapist about it. 
I just watched a show called i used to be fat
and it really made me think, why can't i put that much hardwork and effort into changing myself? I want to loose weight so bad, because i think thats one of the main things that bothers me about myself and i just want to be happy with the way i look, i need to do it. I honestly can't wait to start going to the gym. I'm starting on monday and i will try to write about my loosing weight experience the whole way through.
I'm going to try to be committed to this as much as i can, i want this, i need this. 
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'yes miss, but there is in win' is the most iconic thing anyone has ever said
Me: That vine of "round and around AnD aROuNd i lIkE tHiS GaME" can work with Hanji then Levi.
Sis: It could also be the opposite.
Me: Yeah, but it also works best with Levi then O-
just because lapis has reason for acting the way she does does not mean her behavior can be dismissed as harmless
“this is not a 'lapis did nothing wrong' this is more of a 'lapis did wrong but not everything is her fault'”
Maybe it’s people like Yuu who “accidentally” destroys cultures?
Juno: How dare you! You swore you'd leave Moon and Star out of this!
Toffee: I swore as long as they kept their nose out of our business. As far as I'm concerned, it's their own fault.
Juno: Of course they're going to fight against you! They're scared of you; everyone is! I am! Which is why I'm not sending you back.
Juno: The deal's off. You don't have a choice, Jester. The wells are gone and you don't have your scissors. Either you come back with me, or not at all.
Toffee: Fine. I don't need you to get back to Mewni. I only need my finger.
So, yes. I am not a fan of Melanie any longer. 
Yes I also know, the accusations could be true, and could be false. 
but who would lie about such a touchy topic?
I do believe that we do need an explanation, weather that’s Melanie saying that she did commit the crime and accepting that she’s lost almost every single loyal fan because of these disgusting matters.
Or- Timothy coming out and saying it isn’t true.
Either way, we should have an explanation. 
Furthermore- after this post I will be unfollowing Melanie fan accounts and deleting my posts about her. Along with not posting anything about her unless there’s more news.  
If you are still alive can i request a yohariko 7 minutes in heaven? Yohane dom ofc
*i had to search up what 7mih was lol
Aqours looked on curiously at the beer bottle in front of them. 
“Uh, Mari..” Kanan said questioningly. “Are we playing Truth or Dare or somethin’?” Mari grinned, “Why no~ We’re in college, Kanan, we don’t play such baby games.” She said as if it were obvious. Dia puffed “Whatever you have in store will be worse..” “Aww you’re no fun Dia~” Mari stuck her tongue out, teasingly.
“What are we playing then?” Chika asked, toying with her braid boredly. “I think I know...” Yoshiko grumbled, laying down tiredly. “I don’t get enough sleep to deal with your shit...” You laughed, “Now now Yohane, no need to be a debbie downer.” She said to Yoshiko.
“The last time we played this you always rigged the game anyways, Mari! It’s no fair!” The other girls looked questionably at Riko who whined like a little girl, all thinking the same thing, “You’re gonna ruin my manicure.” Mari rolled her eyes at the second year. “Riko, why don’t you take care of the sleepy demon over there for a change.” The golden eyed groaned, walked over to the grumpy fallen angel, and sat on her.
“Get off me.” Yoshiko glared at Riko.
“I’m sorry, I don’t talk to weirdos.” Riko flaunted haughtily, paying more attention to her pink nails than the girl she sat on.
Yoshiko pushed her torso up, being the more well built person, easily sliding Riko into her lap for a change. “Shut it, bitch.” “Why don’t you do that yourself, idiot?”. The two glared at each other, then started arguing and cussing each other out.
Hanamaru and Ruby stared smugly. “They look like girlfriends!” “Yoshiko doesn’t even notice the position they’re in zuraa~” They murmured to each other, giggling. The other second years sighed, “What happened to the old Riko?!” Chika shouted, though Riko herself didn’t hear. “I know right?! This Riko is so mean!!” You screamed in equal exasperation, dramatically.
“I bet she just wants to impress Yohane, with all her make up and fashion trends.” Kanan teased, which Dia, surprisingly, nodded in agreement to. “Yesterday on campus I saw her mocking and arguing with a girl who just touched Yoshiko the other day. When did Riko become such an attention hog.. She was doing so well too..” Dia sighed. 
Unfortunately, Riko just barely overheard, and spun around to face them, not making much effort to get out of Yoshiko’s lap. “I am not trying to impress this freak.” She said, though her red ears showed otherwise. “I bumped into that girl and she spilled her drink on my shoes, she deserved it.” She smiled, almost believing she had won already. “That girl was Ayumu, excuse me. She has a name.” Yoshiko said matter of factly. 
Riko cocked her head around, her jaw clenched and her smile from earlier far more fake now. “So? Is she your girlfriend or some shit?” Riko said coldly, emphasizing the word girlfriend. Yoshiko looked confused, “Wait, what? When did I say that?” She asked, looking at the redhaired for answers.
She fumed furiously, either from anger or complete embarrassment for revealing her true thoughts to the minor. “Can we just play the stupid game already?” Riko asked aggressively, dodging the question. 
It worked, as Mari immediately sat down and clapped her hands promptly. “That’s right! We’re playing a game!” She remembered, to which the others rolled their eyes at. “The game is called 7 Minutes in Heaven! Basically we spin the bottle twice, and whoever it lands on has to go into the closet over there,” Mari pointed at the large closet that just barely would be enough to fit two people. “and stay in there for exactly 7 minutes, you can do whatever, like kissing.. Or making out..” She threw a look at her fellow Guilty Kiss members, “Or just talking! Everybody get it?” Mari finished with a question. Ruby raised her hand. 
“If me and onee-chan get picked, does that mean we have to?” Mari shook her head. “You two can do whatever you want, but if you want, the only thing you can do at max is maybe hug.” Ruby nodded understanding.
“Anyone else?” No one. “Alright! >Let’s starting!!<” Mari shouted in her typical shiny manner.
Mari crawled over and spun the bottle excitedly.
It landed on Yoshiko and Riko, who both groaned in unison. To which the others giggled at knowingly.
The two got up without saying anything, Riko got in first, and then Yoshiko.
“They do know that the bottle probably was meant for only one of them, right?” Chika asked, giggling into her hand. The others laughed out loud and immediately hushed once the timer started.
“Fuck! Tsushima give me some space!” Riko whispered loudly, her face red as the back of her head rubbed against Yoshiko’s chest. 
“Why don’t you give me space?! You’re the smaller one here!” Yoshiko rebutted, her face equally as red as she felt Riko’s ass grind against her. 
The two hushed quietly, the close distance starting to get to them.
Said girl gulped, already knowing what was coming. “Your...”
“Yes! Yes I know, please don’t!!” Yoshiko whispered loudly, feeling Riko on her.
“Oh my god..” Riko said into her hands, something digging into her ass becoming more apparent, which she hoped was just her panties giving her one hell of a wedgie. 
Seven girls were perched against the closet, listening on to their conversation, trying not to burst out laughing. 
“Oh my god.. Yoshiko has a--” You chuckled into her hand, cutting herself off, wheezing silently.
“I’m going to die..” Dia said, who even she, was laughing quietly at the two. 
“Onee-chan?” Ruby called, to which Dia hummed to. “What does Yoshiko have?” Ruby asked, to which the others froze at. “Uh.. come here Ruby..” Dia commanded, nervously pulling her aside to explain.
Riko would be lying if she said she wasn’t horny right now. 
Yoshiko was already aware her horniness was already showing. 
In short, the two were desperate to get off. 
“...Lily...” Yoshiko whispered weakly, rubbing herself against Riko’s ass needily.
“You better not fucking use me to masturbate..” Riko whispered through her teeth, feeling her panties already wet as is, leaning her arms and head forward, no longer in contact with Yoshiko’s chest.
“Fine! Fine..” Riko whispered aggressively, “Flip my skirt up and do whatever the hell you want.” She was too horny to argue.
Yoshiko hastily complied, flipping the girls short skirt up and seeing the innocent pink color that was soaked in something not-so-innocent. 
She slid down Riko’s panties until she could see the swollen privates of the older. “Holy shit...” Yoshiko looked wide eyed, before amusingly playing with her like a toy, eliciting small moans from said girl.
“F-Fuck you...” Riko said under her breath, trying to keep quiet before their groupmates hear. 
She slid a digit in Riko, grinning as she saw her flinch, biting into her arm. Without much preparing, she slid in another two fingers, making Riko moan just a tad louder. 
Yoshiko smirked, “Does it feel good, Lily?~” She leaned forward a bit awkwardly, thrusting her fingers in and out of her. No response, her moans muffled by her own pride. “Lily~” Yoshiko teased, digging deeper into Riko. “You’re so tight~” She whispered.
“Huh?” Yoshiko cocked her head confused, her movements slowing down.
“Take it out..!” Riko whispered loudly. “I need it, Yocchan! Please!” She whispered exasperatedly, bucking her lower half deeper into Yoshiko’s fingers.
“You...” Yoshiko blushed, knowing exactly what she meant, pulling out her fingers and licking off the remnants of Riko, then she started unbuckling her pants.
Suddenly, a loud, unfiltered moan, came out of the closet.
“Holy shit-- Are they actually fucking in there?!” Chika shouted quietly at her other groupmates. “Mari! How much time do they have left?!” Kanan asked desperate, the smell of sex seeping out of her closet. “My poor closets gonna smell for weeks!” 
“Let me see...” Mari fumbled, before looking wide-eyed at her phone. “Woops...” “Sus, zura.” Hanamaru squinted. “Very sus.” Chika and You nodded. She put her phone up, revealing the screen. Dia fumed angrily. “You set it on Stopwatch?!!” She shouted, before being mu
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