Sorry not sorry
Welcome to the hall. A place of everything and anything. Beware.
Never really had a “great” birthday. My parents are so conservative they don’t know what fun even means so I didn’t have, nor want, parties after the age of 10. (Plus I didn’t have enough friends to HAVE a party)
My family never went “all out”. Or even bought a single balloon. Last year my mom bought Batman decorations only because I made her and I put them up myself. This year there was just an old and small “happy birthday” banner taped to the counter.
I sat around all day, one because I’m sick, and two, because no one was home. My dad went golfing and my mother stayed in her room until she had to leave to get my sister. So I happily watched SVU and drank water almost continuously to kill this cold.
And this isn’t the first year that my birthday is not really celebrated. After a few years I just look forward to getting a handful of things I need without having to justify them.
My father was more enraptured with football that he almost missed singing happy birthday to me as I stared at my single serving cheesecake. My mother is so inebriated that she’s no longer making sense and I’m ignoring her.
The only people who actually are trying, are my sister, who put 20 candles in the shape of “20” on my cake, lit them, and bought me something that she thought I’d enjoy (a batman mask) and my boyfriend, who sat with a hand on my knee as I stared at the candles.
My father rushed through the song, then immediately went to go sit back down. I cut my tiny cake, and ate it happily. I didn’t even see why they even try anymore. My father bought me a pen.
Albeit, a nice “Cross” pen that’s limited edition, is inlayed with 18k gold but… what the FUCK is a 20 year old who goes to community college and loses pens on a daily basis going to do with a 300 dollar pen!??!!? It’s a ballpoint too. My grandmother got me a Cross pen last year for christmas. It’s still in my drawer. Untouched. Like seriously dad? Really? You couldn’t think up something I don’t know, more heartfelt than a pen? I don’t care if a hand written card is 3 cents, it would have meant more to me than a fucking gold pen.
Then when I see that my boyfriend got me a new deck of Tarot cards, since I just ruined my first deck, I almost cried. Cause he knew how upset I was, and how much it meant to me, and he actually put thought into the deck he bought me. He knew that it would make me happy.
How’s a 300 dollar pen going to make me happy? When I need a pen and can’t find one?
The only reason why I enjoyed today a little was because my love smiled at me, told me he loved me, and that he was happy that the woman of his dreams was born today. Just his little winks or his hand in mine made today one of the best birthdays I’ve had. So, thank you baby, for not making today just like all the rest.
And to my Speech team compadres, who texted me and called me to wish me a happy birthday. It meant a lot to me, really.
Also thank you Tash for your thoughtful gifts, the Batman mask and Batarang will serve me well.
Now I’m going to bed cause Tourney tomorrow and I’m sick *insert weeping here*
Step 1: Go someplace public with your laptop.
Step 2: Click HERE
Step 3: Press f11
Step 4: Start typing frantically.
Step 5: Make sure other people see your screen.
Step 6: ???????
Step 7: Profit
it helps if you roll your neck a few times, grunt and crack your knuckles. Trust me.
Holy fucking shit. This has 80 thousand notes?!?!
THIS IS WAY MORE ENTERTAINING THAN IT SHOULD BE
i donT EVEN BUT YES
When I was a young girl, I spent every summer with my grandmother.
My mother liked to call it “the vacation for everyone” because she got 21/2 months away from me.
But I didn’t mind.
Because I got to spend 21/2 months with my grandmother. She was a strong woman, and even at her age she…
His pledge to her:
i will kill the spiders. i will share my fries with you when you’ve finished all yours and are still hungry. i won’t ever pop my collar. i will never be rude to your tummy- when i hear it growl and gurgle. i promise to bend down and reply respectfully. i will eat the mushrooms when we order the supreme pizza. i will kiss the papercuts. and the door-slammed finger, and the counter-bumped hip. i’ll try my hardest not to get annoyed when you whisper questions and comments during movies. i will be the big spoon. i will let you win at wrestling, sometimes. other times i will not. i will go faster. harder. i will pull when you want. and tease you when you don’t. i will send you random texts and leave you silly gifts. not always. not on schedule. just whenever i want to. whenever i think you need one. or seven. i will check your tire pressure. and remind you to take your car in. i will hold your hand. i will love you. i will love you. i will love you.
I’m pretty sure I’ve reblogged this before, but it’s so perfect.
i think I am going to cry
I think at least 200,000 of those notes are me reblogging this
I like to imagine that Sandor post QI, already gentled, treats Sansa with such delicacy that he believes she’ll break into a thousand pieces and leave him forever if he doesn’t.
He knows she watches him sleep. Too many years of standing guard have left his senses hyper-alert, attuned to the slightest noise. The shift of her position, the change in her breathing, and especially her steady gaze; all these things instantly snap him awake.
It doesn’t happen every night, or perhaps there are times where weariness or wine leave him defenseless and unaware. But most nights Sandor keeps his eyes closed and lets Sansa believe him still asleep, lets her breath ghost over his skin, lets her stare at his scars, lets her search for whatever answers she can find in his features. In the morning she always greets him with a smile, pleased he’s still in her bed, that she’s safe and warm in his arms… so whatever she looks for, whatever she finds, cannot be so bad.
Tonight, though, she sleeps soundly, and it’s his chance to look. She breathes quietly, her beautiful face calm, unworried, untroubled by fears for now. The firelight makes her auburn hair glow like flames, and he has to resist the urge to run his hands through it, to press his face into the strands. Instead his fingers drift lightly over her pale form, tracing along her soft skin: her shoulder, her waist, the slight curve of her belly…
H e knows Sansa is tall for a girl, and he understands how strong she is, how she’s resisted far worse than him. But like this, asleep and vulnerable, she seems so small and delicate. He can almost hear her heartbeat, fluttering like the trapped little bird she used to be. And Sandor feels monstrous, clumsy as an aurochs… he imagines if he presses too hard, that she might shatter like glass, like a porcelain doll dropped on a stone floor. But she remains unbroken, unblemished, and he can no longer resist, but places a kiss on her forehead, gently as he can.
She sighs softly and her eyes blink open. He freezes, caught, but she only gives him a sleepy smile, and whispers, “Is something the matter, love?”
"Just a bad dream," he mutters, and she nods and opens her arms to him. He lays down in her embrace, and she strokes his hair and back, humming quietly until she soon drifts back to sleep. He shifts to wrap himself around her, and lets her gentle breathing soothe him into slumber, at peace until the dawn.
Oh shit you did the thing….
Now I want to go see all my movies with Neil DeGrasse Tyson…
Neil DeGrasse Tyson and I should host a show where we watch movies but bitch about scientific and historical inaccuracies.
Everyone would hate it. But it would be the best.
|1:||The last person you kissed screams they love you, you say...|
|2:||Did you get to sleep in today?|
|3:||You never know what you got until you lose it?|
|4:||Do you have siblings?|
|5:||How many kids do you want?|
|6:||Who was the last person you held hands with?|
|7:||Did you stand on your tippy-toes for your last kiss?|
|8:||Do you think if you died, the last person you kissed would care?|
|9:||Last person to talk on the phone?|
|10:||Did anyone watch you the last time you kissed someone?|
|11:||When’s your birthday?|
|12:||Remember the first time you kissed the last person you kissed?|
|13:||What kind of phone do you have?|
|14:||Are you wearing jeans, shorts, sweatpants, or pajama pants?|
|15:||Are you a different person now than you were 5 years ago?|
|16:||What were you doing at 4 am?|
|17:||Would you rather write a paper or give a speech?|
|18:||Are you lying to yourself about something?|
|19:||Last night you felt…?|
|20:||What’s something you cannot wait for?|
|21:||Ever told your parents you were going somewhere but when somewhere different?|
|22:||How many hours of sleep did you get last night?|
|23:||Are you a morning or night person?|
|24:||What did you get your last bruise from?|
|25:||Do you reply to all of your texts?|
|26:||Your phone is ringing. It’s the person you fell hardest for. What do you do?|
|27:||Did your last kiss take place in/on a bed?|
|28:||Anyone you would like to get things straight with?|
|29:||How many months until your birthday?|
|30:||Favorite thing to eat with peanut butter?|
|31:||Did you like this past summer?|
|32:||What were you doing before you got on the computer?|
|33:||Your ex is sitting next to you, with their new partner. What do you do?|
|34:||What is the last thing you said out loud?|
|35:||Your mood summed into one work?|
|36:||Are you doing anything else besides taking this survey?|
|37:||What are your initials?|
|38:||Are you a happy person?|
|39:||Do you still talk to the person you liked 4 months ago?|
|40:||Where do you want to live when your older?|
|41:||Have you had your birthday this year?|
|42:||What did you do yesterday?|
|43:||What will you be doing tomorrow?|
|44:||How late did you stay up last night?|
|45:||Is there anyone you would do anything for?|
|46:||Is it hard to make you laugh?|
|47:||Do you believe ex’s can be just friends?|
|48:||Do you think any of your exes will eventually want to be with you again?|
|49:||How many people have you had feelings for in the year of 2012?|
|50:||Do you wish your ex was dead?|
|51:||Have you ever dyed your hair?|
|52:||Would ever take back someone that cheated?|
|53:||Was New Year’s Even enjoyable?|
|54:||Bet you’re missing someone right now?|
|55:||How would your parents react if you got a tattoo?|
|56:||Sleep on your back or stomach?|
|57:||If you could move away, no questions asked, where would it be ?|
|58:||What would you change about your life right now?|
|59:||Has anything upset you in the past week?|
|60:||Are you on the phone?|
|61:||Today, would you rather go forward a week or back?|
|62:||Would you take $40,000 or a brand new car?|
|63:||Have you ever talked to someone when they were high?|
|64:||Ever cried while you were on the phone with someone?|
|65:||Have you ever copied someone elses homework?|
|66:||Are you the type of person who liks to be out or at home?|
|67:||Do you automatically check your phone when you wake up?|
|68:||Have you ever stayed up all night on the phone?|
|69:||Could you use some sleep right now?|
|70:||Are you going to have a baby by the time you’re 18?|
|71:||Does it bother you when someone hides things from you?|
|72:||What’s your favorite color?|
|73:||Have you ever slept in the same room with someone you liked?|
|74:||Have you ever been looking for something and it was already in your hand?|
|75:||Do you get annoyed easily?|
|76:||If someone liked you, would you want them to tell you?|
|77:||Do you have a person of the opposite sex that you can tell everything to?|
|78:||Does anyone call you babe?|
|79:||How many people of the opposite sex do you fully trust?|
|80:||What do you prefer, relationship or one night stand?|
|81:||What color hoodie did you wear last?|
|82:||Is there someone who meant alot to you at one point, and isn’t around anymore?|