[outofbeat] Mun is not okay. In any way shape or form, Mun is NOT okay. Everything possible in Mun's life has gone wrong and I just want to fucking die
DON’T YOU
FUCKING DARE
TELL ME THAT SCHOOL ISN’T HARD
I KNOW YOU’RE GROWN UP
I KNOW YOU ARE MY PARENT
I KNOW YOU’VE ALREADY BEEN THROUGH THIS PART OF LIFE
BUT SCHOOL HAS GOTTEN HARDER
AND HARDER
AND HARDER
AND TEACHERS ARE UNFAIR TO ME AND ASSIGN TOO MUCH
AND THEY DON’T UNDERSTAND THAT WHEN I AM TIRED
I CANNOT DO WORK
I CANNOT SUCCEED ON A TEST
I CANNOT FUNCTION
BECAUSE
I
AM
FUCKING
TIRED
OKAY?
(via yoursixwordstory)
"Well shit." Addison sighed, looking around the TARDIS. She'd learned two things. This was NOT her police box. And this was not her mother.
Rose whipped around at the sound of the TARDIS door opening, her eyes flashing dangerously. “Who the hell are you?” She demanded, storming forward, intent on grabbing the woman and tossing her out of the TARDIS physically if that was what it took. Nobody just waltzed onto her ship.
Addison's heart dropped. This wasn't good. This wasn't good at all. Not only had she not been able to find her parents -- because she was sure that this Rose wasn't her Rose. Then again, maybe it was. Who knows?
She secretly hoped not.
"My name is Addison Tyler." she said quickly, figuring that getting the answer out there fast was her best option right now. "I'm a Time Lady and my TARDIS looks like a police box as well. I just got them mixed up. I'm sorry."
Who ever wrote this is ignorant as fuck. You obviously know nothing about sexuality. It’s not the same thing, wanna know why? As someone who’s Transgendered I’ve been turned down by girls who are bisexual based on my gender identity. Not all bisexual girls are comfortable dating a girl with a penis. Gender and orientation is so much more complicated than the labels we throw on them. Fuck it, here’s a lesson in Gender Studies 101. And sorry if I make any mistakes as I’m not an expert.
Gender Identities:
- Cisgender/Females/Males (People who identify as their biological sex.)
- Transwomen/Transmen (People who identify with the opposite gender.)
- Intersexed/Hermaphrodite (Born biologically both genders.)
- Crossdresser/Femboy/Butchgirl (Someone who identifies as cisgender but denies the social gender norms.)
- Gender-Fluid/BiGender (Someone who identifies with different genders and switches between them.)
- Genderqueer/Androgynous/Third Gender (Someone who doesn’t identify with gender at all or someone who simultaneously has both gender characteristics.)
Sexual Orientations:
- Straight (Attracted to opposite sex.)
- Gay/Lesbian (Attracted to same sex.)
- Heteroflexible (Attracted to opposite sex with flexibility.)
- Homoflexible (Attracted to same sex with flexibility.)
- Fluctuating/Evolving/Curious (Someone who’s attraction isn’t certain and developing.)
- Asexual (Someone who’s not attracted to any gender.)
- Bisexual (Someone who’s attracted to females and males)
- Pansexual (Someone who doesn’t see gender or isn’t important to them.)
Not to mention there’s things like “panromantic” who’s someone romantically attracted to all genders but may differ sexually. Romace and sexuality aren’t always congruent. But I’m not getting into that list. I need sleep. Personally, I’m a transgirl who’s homoflexible romantically. But sexually I’m still evolving and may be more open to the male sex. But when it comes to sexuality, I’m complicated as fuck.
There are most certainly people who claim to be panseuxal and don’t even understand the word. That may make them seem like a special little snowflake. But if you wouldn’t date someone because they’re a guy with a vagina, or because they’re a boy who likes to wear makeup. You’re probably not pansexual. But fuck it, why do we force labels on something so complex that most of us don’t even understand?
Hey All:
My girlfriend (andysgotawatch, thegirlwiththedrums, mindeatenrose, howrosesturnblack, toridhampir) is trying desperately to get out of her house. She lives with her father, and it’s basically just a toxic environment, but she really can’t afford to move out. She’s...
[outofdrums] So...Hogwarts is Here has become my new obsession. Any Hufflepuffs looking for an active dorm should inbox me and I'll give them my dorm number. I'm the dorm leader and I'm trying to get a group of very active Hufflepuff's together!
That's not an option. You have to pick between them.
❝—Make me.❞
But even as he snapped at the greyface, his mind was turning a mile a minute. Andy was biologically his. It would have made sense. But Addison….Addison was his in every other possible way. Even if he hadn’t raised her yet, he knew he would someday.
How could he choose between his daughters?
❝—I…Addison.❞
He felt sick as he said it.
"Oi! What are you doing?" she grumbled at her father, shaking her head. "No, that's not okay. Andy's your daughter." She knew she was, too, but still. She didn't want to point that out right now.
She was honored that he'd picked her. Really, she was. She didn't deserve it, though. She was ripping her family apart and she didn't know if she'd be able to fix it. It wasn't the first time she'd torn them apart, either.
"Seriously, Dad, you should save her. There's no reason for you to save me over her. All she's ever wanted was to have a family, to have you. You should give her that."
I don't want to notice
I don't want to see
Even I don't give up,
Even I won't give up
I can’t lead you to salvation but at least let me lead you home.
Even if I want to LET GO— I can’t bring myself to do it,
Because I don’t want for that day to come: That day when I’ve finally moved on so well, AND I CAN’T REMEMBER YOUR FACE ANYMORE.
and i wont sit down
and i wont [ s h u t ] up
and most of all i will not
grow up
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Repair || thewanderinggod
He smiled faintly. That sounded like the Rose he had known. Beautiful and wonderful and strong. And compassionate.
Not the bitter woman she was now.
"I had help before," he muttered. "You can’t help me now. She doesn’t know you and we sure as hell can’t tell her. God knows what she would do to you. She certainly wouldn’t believe it."
"You've still got help, Dad. Just because it's me and not Aunt Megan doesn't make it hopeless. I came back to help you get Mum back." Addison said, looking over at her father. She couldn't let her family fall apart. It didn't work like that.
They'd gone through so much because of her when she was growing up. Now it was her turn to fix it, her turn to keep her family together. She was damn sure going to ams sure it happens.