you will stumble upon
someone who will start
a fire in you that cannot die.
However, the saddest,
most awful truth
you will ever come to find––
is they are not always
with whom we spend our lives.
gnomees said: GRRRR I know. It’s not much. But it’s all I got. Those jerks! It’s horrible that you had to get USED to it! GRRRRRR!
I’m mostly gotten used to people I work with saying rude crap or being jerks. The amount of times that I have told my male coworkers to stop calling women cunts, sluts, bitches, and the like is ridiculous. On the same side, the women are just as bad.
There is no schooling the masses. Let them be idiots, I suppose.
You are So. Pretty. I’ve missed your face. Your coworkers are officially disgusting people, and I am so sorry you have to tolerate their cruelty.
So, I decided to look cute today to have lunch with a friend that I haven’t seen in person in years and his long term boyfriend of five years. Since it my first time meeting the boyfriend and seeing my friend in a while, I really wanted to do it.
That meant that I ended up having to do my eyebrows myself, because I just could not seem to make it in to the woman who does them with varying results. I think that I did a rather okay job of it and I’m proud of them.
I was also really happy to hear so many people compliment me on how cute I looked today. It was welcome and nice after the dry spell of me not caring or having enough time for makeup, especially after my face freaked the fuck out last year. It was really, really bad and everyone else seemed to be more concerned and cruel about my face than I was. I just didn’t care, because I thought it would clear up on its own.
It just continually got worse and my skin was so dry and itchy. Then, it went all strange with a new texture I had never experienced before and turned black in response to all of the scratching. I just couldn’t figure out what was going on. It wasn’t something that could be killed off with toner or my regular face wash and my facial masks straight up burned like hell in reaction on my skin.
It was a bad time. I looked around online after a couple of months or so of this and found a simple product (Cortizone 10 Plus) that I noticed worked right away after the first application. I apply it every so often now, when my skin gets that dry/burning/itching/horror feeling and it helps. I’m able to put exfoliating facial masks on now and that helps clear off some of the rough edges.
I’m kind of scared that my skin is damaged forever, but who knows if this will simply run its course? What’s worse/irritating is that I had these flare ups on the backs of my hands at the same time. I pretty much concluded that I developed eczema, due to the extreme dryness of the weather and me not moisturizing enough.
I hope that I continue to show positive growth, because I have missed my makeup and feeling beautiful. I just didn’t see the point in trying to pretty up my eyes and lips, when my cheeks were a mess. However, I still thought I was cute as fuck when my face was freaking out and all of my coworkers were either making fun of me and laughing in my face or asking me what was on my face or telling me that I had something/makeup on my face.
It’s whatever, because I’m still going to be over being me and not giving a fuck how many people laugh in my face. I’m mostly okay with the way I look and my face and body won’t be changing any time soon.
Flawed? I think you mean FUN.
It’s no more flawed than any other aspects of non-canon shipping.
Imagination does a body good.
But Stiney… that’s lazy.
Ok, let’s dive into some logistics then.
Abaddon wore Josie all S8 until Sam burned her out in 8.23.
Yet thanks to some kind of spell at the beginning of Season 9 she was brought back in the same meatsuit.
Maybe the Queen of Hell decides to do the same for her favorite demon, Bela.
Call it a bonus for a job well done after Bela single-handedly defeats the Winchesters.
Hell to the yeah!
Title: I Make You Laugh, You Make Me Smile
Fandom: Abraham Lincoln: Vampire Hunter
Rating: G – adorable, mostly fluff
Pairing: Eternal Abery
Summary: The ways in which Henry and Abe make one another laugh and smile in this long life of theirs.
Word Count: 1,078
Disclaimer: I do not own any part of Abraham Lincoln: Vampire Hunter.
Author’s Notes: I wanted to do something different this month and here it is. This was written for the February Abery Monthly Challenge. The pictures included in the fic were all found via Google Images and do not belong to me.
I Make You Laugh, You Make Me Smile on AO3
I think this is the cutest Abery fanfic I’ve ever read! <3
Thank you! :)
For those of you who are agonizing on how to compose that perfect Valentine’s Email, Yahoo! has got you covered. Naturally, as soon as I saw that Friendly Love, I emailed salesassociatesteve IMMEDIATELY.
Now! Go forth, press that convenient red heart, and email your lion-hearted loves, generous friends, or resident that just happens to receive your missive.
- Recite a poem.
- Read the first page to one of your favorite books.
- Read the little blurb on the back of your shampoo bottle.
- Do a tongue-twister.
- Say something in a different language.
- Share an anecdote.
Do the rains in Spain stay mainly on the plains?
- Summarize the last film/TV episode you watched.
- Let us hear your ringtone and text message sound.
- Tell a joke.
- What did you have to eat today?
- Talk about something that really scares you.
- Talk about something that makes you happy.
- What is your favorite word?
- What is your least favorite word?
- What turns you on?
- What turns you off?
- What sound or noise do you love?
- What sound or noise do you hate?
- What is your favorite curse word?
- What profession other than your own would you like to attempt?
- What profession would you not like to do?
- If Heaven exists, what would you like to hear God say when you arrive at the Pearly Gates?
- If you’re brave enough, singing us a little song.
I will do all of these or a requested one.
No joke. :D
So, you published your thought, tagged it as “Black people”, saying that you like Black people alot, write me back to confirm that you are in fact human… and you’re mad that I compare you to Justin Timberlake?
I never said you were racist, but that thing you said kinda sounded like it. You said “I got Black friends. I like Black people. I’m a reformed White person and I need to admit that.”
But you know Justin Timberlake, right? Years ago, he appeared on this program… called… some 106 & Park on some Black Channel. But anywayz, on this show, he said “I got love for my sistas”, hyping up a Black audience, trying to look like the “cool one”. And then his album “Justified” came out, where he was charting up and getting acceptance by a Black audience. And you know White people… if Black people can accept this Timberlake, then he MUST be cool!
And then, he appeared on a Super Bowl halftime show. And he ripped off a piece of Janet jackson’s clothes (on purpose), but guess who got the blame and the fines? Janet Jackson. Justin Timberlake stood so damn far away from that and continue to rise while Janet Jackson career took a downfall.
So, I never trust Justin Timerlake afterwards. Long story short… when someone makes a decision to say “I love Black people” it seems that one day, they will set me up for a downfall. And that’s why you shouldn’t be saying things like that. Stop making Black people exotic by saying you love us more than White people. Because you’re still White… and they will love you MORE than they love us.
BTW… all the people who’s sending him hate messages, stop. I didn’t put that up for you to send him hate mail.
Tracy and Charlie being kick ass hunting lesbifriends.
After coming face to face with Abaddon and making it out alive, a hunt for a teenage vampire should have been a piece of cake.
What Tracy hadn’t expected, though, was another hunter on the case.
Especially one like Charlie Bradbury.
With her cheery yellow car and attitude to match. An arsenal full of nerdtastic lingo and of course close relationship with the Winchesters.
"Sam and Dean? They’re like the brothers I never knew I wanted!"
These were things that usually would have sent Tracy running in the other direction.
But when Charlie proved she could hold her own by taking out the vamp practically by herself; Tracy realized she didn’t mind so much if Charlie stuck around.
Plus, she’d be lying if she said Charlie wasn’t adorable.
Even if she sang along, at top volume, with Katrina and the Waves while on the road to their next hunt.
This photo set is a freaking inspiration.