forever a nesta girl

forever a feyre girl

forever a violet girl

forever a sloane girl

forever an evangeline girl, a gwyn girl, an annabeth girl, a juliette girl, an elain girl, an aelin girl, a jude girl, a scarlett girl, a rhiannon girl

because there’s hardly a female character i couldn’t see myself in

dear women,

take space. don’t shrink yourself to make them comfortable. sprawl your limbs and legs and ask them to move if they’re in your way.

be loud. cackle and laugh until your belly hurts. say what’s on your mind without biting your tongue and don’t let them tell you that your voice irks their peace. destroy it.

be fearless. go to places by yourself and observe trees and leaves and walls for hours without context. sit amidst people and still act like no one is watching you. loosen your shoulders and stop stiffening your back.

don’t restrict yourself. eat what fills not just your stomach but your heart too. fill your mouth with as many biscuits as it allows and wipe the crumbs on your thighs unabashedly.

celebrate your femininity. have long hair and put flowers in them. cut them short or go bald. but know that you’re beautiful and still possess the joy of womanhood.

you are after all a storm that holds wrath but you are also the warm rays of sun on a winter afternoon. don’t let them tell you otherwise.

I love this post so much I have done everything in my power to make sure I will never forget it via reblogging it every October 5th, in memory of discovering it for the first time

pupkin

To any suicidal followers I may have: This is a sign to not kill yourself. You are loved and the world is special because you are in it. Keep holding on.

Reblog this when it’s on your dash. You will save someone’s life.

So, last night, I was getting ready to go out with my boyfriend to a dance at my school (which was cancelled due to lack of ticket sales) and, I had a nice black vest and a nice white shirt, and my uncle had just came home the other day from the mine (my uncle is homophobic and he has abused me many times throughout my child hood) and when I had came out of my room to show my memere how nice I looked, my uncle was in the room that i thought my grandma/memere would be in (she was downstairs doing laundry), and he asked me why I wasnt wearing a dress. my memere and dad both know that I am transgendered and they respect that, however, my uncle does not, and he did not know. so I decided to sit down and tell him the truth. he listened carefully and quietlly through all of it, but at the end of my explanation he had said, “I didn’t raise you to be fucked up.” I agreed, I am a huge mess, I have been for years, but my sexuality and gender identity is not a fuck up, so I argued with him. he got to a point where, after so many months of piece, he slapped me. and threw me to the ground and kicked me in the stomach, of course I had puked, and it hurt, a lot. he grabbed me by the shirt and asked me, “are you a girl”, I said no, my sex is female, but my gender is male..and he dragged me to his room. he once had a big dog, and he made that dog wear an eletrical dog collar, and weve always kept it in his room, because we dont need it (my uncle killed the dog), he threw me onto the bed and said,” ill ask you one more time, are you a girl” I said no. held grabbed my wrist, and held onto it tightly, I have a bruise from how tight he was grabbing it, and he pulled out the dog collar, threw me back onto the bed, sat on me, and put the collar on me… then he began yelling, are you a girl, you are a girl, are you a girl, you are a girl, and my response of course was no, no, no, I am male, I am male. whenever I said that, he would shock me, and it was /hell/. I was screaming, which only caused the shocks to get worse and worse, and then he said, “do you want to find out how faggots have sex!?” of course I already know this, but still I said no no no no stop stop stop. my memere had finally heard me and came rushing to the bedroom, and tried to make my uncle stop, but he pushed her down, and thanked god she was okay.. since shes very fragile and all. she then ran back to the stairs to call up my dad, and oh boy did he run. he ran up stairs and shoved my uncle away from me and started fighting with him, yelling, punching, kicking, and such so on. my memere got the collar off of me and brought me into her room, and after my dad and uncle were done fighting, my uncle had grabbed the things he needed and left, shouting a few insults at us. we called the police today, but they cant find him. we dont have money for a lawyer,  all we have is a counsellor, im not going to ask for money, all I ask for is support. I dont know what this will do, but please spread this around,  this has affected me and family members greatly. I was taken to a hospital today to check if there was any damage on my insides that we dont know of and thankfully there was no damage, just scarring, emotionally and physically. i had a horrifying nightmare relating to this as well. If you have abused somebody, raped somebody, insulted somebody, in any way possible, I hope this can somehow change your way of heart, and realize how much this can horrify a person, and ruin their lives. it made my life 97x worse than it already is.

If you don’t reblog this that’s okay, but I hate you and you are wrong

Fuck…

STOP SCROLLING PEOPLE!!! Read and think,

// I’m here for you @cancerfreak69 that should not of happened and you don’t deserve it.

holy hell..

If you scroll past this, you are a monster.

I’ve rebloged this before but ile never not

{omg}

Disgusting, right?

((Oh dear God, I know that this doesn’t fit my blog but things like these have to be reblogging.))

(Shit. I’m a one AND a supporter!)

Oh my god…

Its disgusting how could anyone do that to another human being.

Omg…..~Mod blooky

Fucking hell, this is the most devastating thing I’ve ever read.

This is the most disgusting thing a person can do and I don’t support the uncle at all he is a disgusting man that deserves to be punished for what he did.

Lime jello fudge.

He got tricked it’s apparently better than it sounds 😂😂

WAKE UP, FAM, THE SCREAM VI SCRIPT HAS FINALLY DROPPED!! 😱

Can't wait to see how far the "Wayne made Ethan kill his mom" and "Ethan did it to impress his dad" truthers (*coughs* Beyond The Mask *coughs*) reach to try to invalidate this one! 😘

Made this Locklyle edit to You're Losing Me earlier this week. The text in this drove me insane but overall I'm relieved it turned out well!

Since no one else was going to do it...

@weyler, the post I made yesterday got me thinking...

Reblogged from my main blog

Moodboard of asian!Bella Swan.

Requested by: anon.

eeek!!

(i don't know if this is official yet)

(extremely late) midnights review + rate!!

so obviously it's been a very long time since midnights came out, and we've all had time to digest it, and i thought it would be a good idea to do a review, although it's a bit late!

to start with, the album itself really surprised me. i don't think i expected it to be that upbeat, after folkmore, but it was a pleasant surprise. that being said, i did miss the quiet pop songs that we got on folkmore, but the bops were very welcome!

secondly, the lyrics. of course, this is the taylor swift we are talking about, the lyrics were absolute poetry. i didn't look at lyrics during my first listen, so here is the ranking that i made during my first listen. (this doesn't include the consideration of lyrics):

okay, then come the 3am tracks. so i was at school (international swiftie) so i couldn't listen to it straight away, but my friend burst into maths screaming about the 7 extra tracks and that's how i found out about them. here's my ranking:

so there we have it! my rather long midnights review. feel free to comment your opinions i'd love to know!!

overall rating : 4.7/5

current favourite song: maroon

current least favourite song: labyrinth (sorry!)

“I’m not sure I’m the good girl I once thought I was. I’ve lost her along the way.”

“You know me, Maxine. I always land on my feet.”

“Don't ignore half of me so you can fit me into a box. Don't do that.”

And once you've come across them, light and thunder will come from above and shake your soul.

Righteous, impulsive, reckless

Independent, curious, unreliable

Self-critical, self-isolating, self-referential

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This was inspired by the song as well as by the popular personality quiz on uquiz.

Here's the link if you haven't already done it:

[galaxies]: long flapping coats; heels clicking on marble floors; radiant energy; insomnia; perfectionism; unhealthy habits to seem like they have their shit together; sighs made visible by cold night air under a street lamp; plenty of acquaintances with friends few and far between; chai lattes in the morning and red wine in the evenings; the eerie silence of libraries at 2 am; winning at all costs; can and will destroy you and themselves if you get to close

[voids]: ironic smirks; cigarette hanging from the corner of their mouth; bitten nails painted black; washed out jeans; notebooks dipped into water one too many times refusing to stay shut; black coffee; sleepless nights contemplating; the spots on the ceiling childhood rooms removed glow in the dark stars leave; desiring a little bit of everything and at the same time nothing at all; listening over talking; being the odd one in the friend group; being appreciated for that exact oddness and the contrast it offers

[nebulas]: fleeting smiles; rhinestones on the inner corners of their eyes; cherry chapstick; tiny backpacks that don’t fit anything but look cute; checkerboard patterns everywhere; nostalgia for times before they were born, chasing the spark of those times in arcades, old music and thrift stores; floral teas with neon popping boba; getting lost in the flashing lights of a club; their first love being their forever love; being the center of attention for better or worse

[rogue stars]: cold hands and sweater paws; light eyes rimmed with dark circles; glasses sliding from their nose; bitten lips; bruised knees; fingers wrapped in band aids; perfectionist mindset with zero follow through; late night drives; always in a hurry and always late; living alone; plushies to keep them company; plays the guitar mindlessly laying on their back on their bed; dog-eared library books; people watching; if drawn in by someone they’ll never let go again

Types of people based on smells (tag who you are):

Gasoline: Staying up late, feeling like you should be crying but not being able to, thick jackets, hands in pockets, sweat, motorcycles.

Sawdust: Always having your bedroom door closed, sitting next to your friends when they’re sad, waning moon, stubborn, the feeling of home.

Hot chocolate: Warm hugs, fogged up glasses, contagious laughs, weighted blankets, found family, fingerless gloves, zoning out.

Books: Long skirts, flannel, small smiles but big grins, old hair ties, dried flowers, honey, lowering the dimmer on lights when walking into rooms.

Buttercream: Daffodils, summer sun, late mornings, food fights, wish lists, jazz hands, that perfect person.

Wet rocks: Walking in the dark, cucumber water, shampoo, running as fast as you can for no reason, asmr, burying yourself in the ball pit.

Dogs: A blanket a loved one made, stale cookies, faded jeans, a well earned nap, wanting stay in the shower, the word affection.

Campfires: Coughing and laughing simultaneously, talking aloud in bed, melting chocolate, mirrors, dancing in the dark.