#is!!!

[unionfatal]

“If it had a social security number, Ronan had fought with it.”

[wiseclnheir]

he is!!!!

[castellla]

why doesn't firefox have the emoji keyboard in the right click menu........ WHY 🥺

[tsumutsumutsumu]

you're not gonna believe this... I did one more (single) pull before the first part of the event ended hoping I would get Omi's event SR card... and he really did appear!! 😭✨

(look at this adorable bby trying to look scary,,,, quick pretend ur scared 🥺)

[spiceshorthalt]

L A U R A

FUCKING

B A I L E Y

[herralmakah-blog]

Let us all take a moment to pray to our Lord and Saviour Grell Sutcliff and appreciate all that She is

[sevenate]

If i grow up to be famous I'll create a lil fan account on tumnlr and talk to authors.

[spn-rivd-twd]

SPN 14x2  Dean

I loved seeing MichealDean! The way he spoke made it seem as if he's being funny, but Micheal was so scary there was no way anyone could laugh. My favorite scene was the one he killed the vamp. girl. The music, the glowing eyes, the death. Everything. There was no mercy from Micheal. Perfect! 

DEAN'S BACK!!! We need him back! SPN is just not the same without him! I'm not too happy how Dean regained controlled. But I have my fingers crossed Micheal is still in Dean and is just waiting for his plan to be set in motion! If that is it, then fine. I'll let it slide but if not I'll be so disappointed. The next episode looks really good too! We go into Dean's head. Not to mention, Dean and Jack. bwahaha. I want to see this. Because Jack might be upset Micheal escaped because they were trying to save Dean. Ahhh can't wait!

[vanillabat99]

Happy Thanksgiving!!!

I'm so ready to eat. It all looks soooo good. I'm r e a d y for this meal. Food is sooooOOOOOOO GOOOOOOOOOOD!!!!!

[positivelykirby]

I can't believe Adeleine delayed her reveal trailer to find Ribbon

[midnightinterventions]

molecules

Things were pretty comfortable for me, hence why I haven’t even written. I found myself in a comfortable summer atmosphere, with the comfort of friends, work, school, and the comfort or a nice boy. 

Things were... comfortable. I was static. I was, I guess, happy.

Then I found myself on a trip to Philly with my bestfriend to see Hayley Kiyoko, which wasn’t anything out of the ordinary. We got food, got good parking, a good spot in line at the venue, and a pretty great view of the stage; a nice, lucky night. We were surrounded by kindness and an atmosphere Taylor and I loved. We are both bi and being around people we know won’t judge was refreshing.

It was rather odd being there while I was dating a boy, especially since I tried finding a girl for months before Ryan, only to be unsuccessful. So, I almost felt a little excluded and not very genuine with my surroundings. 

But the concert started, and I let that feeling pass; I knew regardless that I was bi and I shouldn’t let my current state regard that fact. I was having a really fun time with Taylor, and then HNLY played- my favorite Hayley song. As I sang along and danced, the girl next to me did the same. We saw each other, turned to one another, and sang and danced with each other. She looked really young- maybe 15 or 16,- and wore a “Why Be Sexist, Homophobic, Or Transphobic When You Can Just Be Quiet?” shirt. And she was fucking cute. And pretty. 

After the song ended I told myself to stop... but she turned to me to ask for my name. Then, she asked my sexuality. Then, she complimented my makeup. I was extremely conflicted due to so many things, but knew I never had to see her after leaving the venue or talk to her again. Luckily, Taylor wanted to leave during the encore due to dehydration, so I turned to the pretty girl (now named Meg) and told her it was nice to meet her. 

I was in the clear. 

We got water and went to go wait outside in an attempt to meet Hayley, as the crowd dispersed from the venue. Taylor pestered me about the girl, slightly mad I didn’t get her number or anything. I argued that I couldn’t for a multitude of reasons (was this girl underaged? would it be cheating? is it morally right?) and wanted to forget about it. But as we discussed, Meg and her friends fled from the inside of the venue, standing only a few feet away from me. 

Taylor got eager, telling me I should try to talk to her. I kept my answers the same and tried not to make eye contact with Meg, but she persisted. Meg came up and asked for my Snapchat and my number. I didn’t have the heart to tell her about the fact I was dating someone, but started with my first initial thought, “How old are you exactly?” 

She got flustered and asked me first. I said I was 20, and she exhaled to say she was 20 too. Great. 

We all waited for Hayley together, getting to know each other. I was completely taken away by her, as the guilt inside me festered. I loved how she talked. Her dumb jokes. How fucking pretty she was. I couldn’t stop staring at her regardless of how much my mind was trying to remain on the fact I was dating a boy. 

I found myself asking to drive her and her friend to the train station once it got past 12. My stomach started to feel queasy as we sat next to each other in the backseat. I felt something different in the atmosphere of the car, almost feeling what was going to happen next. 

But nothing happened, even when we both left the car together and hugged. They walked away, and Taylor grew excited in our loneliness. She continued to ask what just happened, as I was curled in the front seat repeating to myself “fuck” a multitude of times. I wanted to let go of the whole night. I wanted to delete her off of all social media. I wanted to delete her number. I wanted to snuggle with Ryan. I wanted to go back to a normal life. This weird feeling just stayed, and with each “fuck” I attempted to exhale it out. 

Suddenly two girls started walking in my view. Meg and her friend were headed towards the car, and I rolled down my window to see what was wrong. They said they went the wrong way, and before I could say goodbye, Meg came up the car. “Before I forget...”

And she kissed me. 

I can’t even write how that felt. It’s indescribable. Everything I felt in that moment stopped; it just left me. But a new feeling rushed into me that hasn’t left since that night, and nothing feels the same as it was. 

I drove home feeling guilty and unsure of this new feeling. I stopped feeling guilty for Ryan- I felt guilty for Meg. I immediately told her that I was dating someone, and she was understanding. We agreed on just friends and that was that. I could go back to my life and not feel weird again... or so I thought. 

I couldn’t stop thinking or talking to Meg. I didn’t want to. My feelings for Ryan shifted so quickly. I was panicked. Nervous. Unsure what was going on with me. 

And I still don’t really know.... but I know that I like a girl a lot, and my feelings for a boy have vanished. 

In a way, I’m scared. I’ve never felt so unsure about myself. But, in another way, I’m so excited. I feel so much more about myself even if it is confusing. 

Thanks Hayley Kiyoko. 

[labyrinthiancorn]

Apparently Kendrick and J.Cole both supported XXXTentacion.

[theglittertour]

@soulmatesandfate 😭😭😭 b abe! thank you. it was so scary!!! to post. you’re so lovely and i am crying a lil bit. xx ♥️

[slateblueearthbelow]

Incantations

As the world got bigger, the specialties shrunk, each witch taking smaller and smaller territories.

The witch of rosemary, her sisters of dust and thread, gentle, delicate, in every crevice of daily life.

Where the Catholics had saints, the witches grew without statues – unholy, this is where the wicked comes from.

Thread knots, dust chokes – within us, the spells take root between our ribs, coaxed to bone with whispers and earth.

In the life of a witch, is it all wicked?

Within us, questions. Within us, cauldrons. Within us, magic, dark with joy.

In the life of a witch – In the life of a witch – In the life of a witch –

Hold still. Let the incantations answer the noise within you.

The witch of death holds the smallest moment. She is with us at the end. Her book of spells nothing but names and dates and times, magic in their lines her sisters cannot hold.

But we are hers in our last moment, small in the world, infinite for us, unholy, wicked, stretching out to the horizon forever.

[maraquanwocky]

[smooches jyggalag and tells him he’s valid]

[hcourageous]

this is your friendly reminder that my boy nick sorrentino is hella bi