Like Promised Yesterday, Here’s Brand New Kagami Audio - And I Mean Brand New, As This CD Was Released

I feel attacked

Are you even a lesbian if you aren’t pissed off all the time?

EXACTLY BUT HERE IN GERMANY ITS FOR ME 7:30 TO 5:00 WITH AN HOUR LUNCH

MADNESS!

i hate the whole thing about "working 9-5" cause that just doesn't make sense to me

all my jobs have been 8-5 with 1 hour lunch what is this American fuckery

One sign that I really have commitment issues is that I am rn in the phase of letting my hair grow again.

But hey what can I say my mum said „You wont do this you are not able to actually go through it you will just cut them again.“

I am spiteful okay, i will let them grow until i have shown her i can do it!!!!

Also i just want linger hair cuz its kinda easier to handle and i dont want my pixie anymore....after only 10 weeks of having it..

Update: So i decided to let them grow again

i take that personally

daydreaming is often a coping mechanism for people who are often lonely or don’t receive a good amount of love in their life, so they make people inside their heads that will love them so they can feel the right amount of love.

Cinnamon roll

Ray Toro: Looks like a cinnamon roll and is actually a cinnamon roll

Mikey Way: Looks like he could kill you but  could actually kill you

Frank Iero: Looks like he could kill you, is actually a cinnamon roll

Gerard Way: Sinnamon roll or cinnamon roll there is nothing between

“Queer people exist. Choosing not to accept them is not an option. To anyone watching this that isn’t out, it’s okay. You’re okay. You were born this way, it’s right, and anyone that has a problem with it is wrong. Based on your circumstance, you might not feel ready to tell people yet or, that it’s safe, and that’s fine too, just know that living your truth with pride is the way to be happy. You are valid, it gets so much better, and the future is clear. It’s pretty queer.”

— Daniel Howell, “Basically I’m Gay”

“I can’t wait for gen z to get its wish and have civilization fall and collapse. You’re all going to be the first to die in the chaos. I honestly cannot imagine gen z in the workforce. Gen z doing any kind of labour? Ha, what a joke.”

You know what, mysterious internet person? I can’t imagine my generation in the workforce either. You know why? Because in order to get a job, we need work experience, but that’s only if we have time. We have to find the time to balance school, self care, a life, taking care of our families, and if we somehow manage to get a job, we have to balance that, as well. Right now, the North American school systems pressure literal children into conforming to the system. We are measured by our ability to fill in the correct bubble, and when a student struggles to understand like I do, despite trying as hard as they can, all the blame falls on them, and nothing gets done to help them.

The pressure to get good grades causes many high school students to develop very real mental health issues, and many more to break down in tears or similar because of stress. We have to get good grades so we can graduate and be put into crippling debt just to afford a post secondary education, and because so many students struggle like I do, those who can afford even a bit of it end up not meeting the requirements despite being qualified. Not to mention the raising prices for a higher level of education. While our parents were able to afford it with just a few months of working, all following generations have a debt that will last who knows how many years, because they are forced to take out loans. Because of students not being able to get into college or university, they are often overlooked when applying for jobs, which leads to still not having the money to get a post secondary education.

We are expected to live just like the older generations did. We are expected to have a good job, a nice house, and a good education by age 20, but while they had a simple 100m dash to get through, younger generations have to get through a full triathlon and two obstacle courses just to achieve one of those things. We must survive in a crippling economy where everyone is against us, and it isn’t because of ‘those pesky iPhones’.

Instead, it is caused by our elders who demand unconditional respect, while we have to earn it. We are treated like children who know nothing. We are raised to sit up and shut up, taking anything that’s thrown at us without a word, and if we try to speak up, we are labelled as rude and rebellious. We are taught that conforming to society’s views is the way to get through life, and we are too young to know who we are.

If we express anything out of the ordinary, it’s labeled as a phase, and our experiences are written off because we’re ‘too young’ to understand. We are too young know who we are, unless it’s part of society’s norms. We are too young to fight for what’s right. Too young for this, too young for that, and yet we are forced to grow up. We need to grow up because the world has gone to utter shit, and people are dying. We need to grow up because the ‘real world’ doesn’t suddenly appear after high school. We need to grow up because this world has political leaders that make all minorities fear for their lives. We need to grow up so we can get that education, so we can get that job, so we can have even a small chance at survival.

Random internet person, I have one last thing to say to you. Civilization is already collapsing. The chaos is now, and our struggle to survive is not our fault.

People as decades-

1920s- Star gazing, dances like nobody’s watching, beautiful but doesn’t know it, rainy days, shy, old books, night time drives in the summer, fairy lights, pale skin, drinks tea

1950s- Flawless makeup, amazing singing voice, thick hair, sweetest person you know, mesmerizing eyes, always has snacks, seems shallow but is really nice, sunrises, the smell of lavender, insecure

1970s- Lots of plants, the most amazing jewelry, down to earth, polaroid pictures, soulful, sun kissed skin, plays acoustic guitar, talking into the late hours of the night, beautiful hair, paints

1980s- True crime, colorful wardrobe, game nights with friends, great with animals, candles, contagious laugh, soft music, walks on the beach, bold, writes poetry

1990s- Scrunchies, coolest shoes, movie marathons, baking, adventurous, a leader, sleepovers, fueled by coffee, hilarious, dyed hair, always on the move, dusk, always smells good

2000s- Cotton Candy, acts confident but is scared, walks through the woods, constantly tired, perfect nails, massive cd collection, never knows what’s happening, singing in the car, soft blankets

Reblog with which one you are!

GOM+Kagami reacting to their so's sending dirty pics/sexting on their phones. Defiantly leading to nsfw things

Akashi: He’d quietly put his phone away and continue his business. He’d make things move quickly, claiming to have an appointment he had to attend. After he is done, he’d quickly head to his s/o’s house just to show them what he had to put up with. “You seemed to be eager to see me today” he’d say as he tugged off the tie around his neck. “Now I get to show you how eager I am to see you”.

Aomine: At first he’d have little interest with what was a new text. The sight of you in a compromising position, partially nude, excited him. Feeling a bit challenged, Aomine would respond with his own pictures. Round 1: abs, Round 2: pelvic area, Round 3: his dick and Round 4: he’d come to your place. “Man you know just how to rile me up” he wouldn’t even give you a chance to explain yourself.

Kise: He’d save the pictures in his phone for future use. If he wasn’t in public, he would retaliate with his own pictures. Assuming he’s busy, he’d call you. “___-cchi! I got a boner from your sexy body!” he’d whine into the phone, jacking off all the while. “____-cchi owes me that sweet voice when we do it” he’d sigh into the phone. You would pick up on what he was doing and would feel yourself become aroused. “Hey don’t be selfish ___-cchi, I want to hear how good you feel too~”.

Kuroko: Remaining calm, he’d make sure no one was around his phone as he saved the pictures. He’d reply with “I’m coming” and head to your house. Each pic you sent on the way was retaliated with a picture of Kuroko on his way. The final picture would be him outside your door. “___, I’m here” he would text with restless fingers. As soon as you open the door it would be over. Kuroko would pull you into a tight hug, pressing his erection into you.

Midorima: “Stop it” Midorima’s face would turn red as he tried to convince you to cease sending him the pictures. To his dismay, you continued to send pictures of yourself. The final straw was the “make me” that accompanied you taking a picture of you bare ass. “Fine, expect a long punishment” Mirodima wouldn’t answer your provocative responses. The sound of your doorbell made your heart race. As you greeted him, the sounds of handcuffs locking hit your ears. “My lucky item of the day was necessary after all” he smirked as the color drained from your face.

Murasakibara: He’d scroll through the pictures until feeling himself getting aroused. He’d reply with a “___-chin stop or come over” and wait. If you persisted, he’d call and tell you about his hard on. Either way he’d press for you to come to his place. Once you showed up, Murasakibara would take you to his room and lock the door. From there, it was relaxed sex until dinner time. Your excuse was a study date.

Kagami: At first he’d be alarmed at the sudden texts. He’d make sure no one was around to see the pictures before replying with his flustered reaction. If you persisted, he’d reply with “Should I come over?” or something suggesting the same. Either way he’d show up at your  doorstep with an anxious frown. “If you wanted to have sex, all you had to do was ask” he’d growl in frustration before taking you to your room.